Shall our blood, The royal blood of Aragon and
Castile, Be thus attainted?
She's an
excellent
Feeder of
pedigrees
Marraige
Diamonds are of most value, They say, that have
passed through most jewellers' hands
Ferdinand: Let not youth, high promotion, eloquence— Cardinal: No, nor any thing without the
addition, honour, Sway your high blood. Ferdinand: Marry? They are most luxurious Will wed twice
Let old wives report I winked
and chose a husband
The misery of us that are born great, We are
forced to woo because none dare woo us:
Whether the spirit of greatness or of woman Reign most in her, I know not, but it shows A fearful
madness
Oh fie upon this single life! Forgo it: We read how Daphne, for her peevish flight, Became a fruitless
bay-tree
Why should only I Of all the other princes of the world Be cased up like a holy relic? I have youth, And
a little beauty
You violate a sacrament o'th'Church
Shall make you howl in hell for't
Lies and deciet
I can be angry Without this rupture; there is
not in nature A thing that makes man so
deformed, so beastly, As doth intemperate
anger
Bosola: What do you intend to do? Ferdinand: Can you guess? Bosola: No
Ferdinand: Do not ask, then. He that can compass me and know my drifts May
say that he hath put a girdle 'bout the world And sounded all her quicksands
What rests, but I reveal All to my lord? Oh,
this base quality Of intelligencer!
Where I am a man I'd beat that counterfeit
face into thy other
Bosola: Never in mine own shape, That's forfeited by my intelligence And this last cruel lie. When you
send me next The business shall be comfort
I'll go in mine own shape
think what danger 'tis To receive a prince's secrets: they that do Had need have their breasts hooped
with adamant To contain them
Cardinal: […] Think you, your Bosom will be a grave dark and obscure enough for such a secret? […]
Julia: It lies not in me to conceal it.
Duty
Though some o'th'court hold it presumption To instruct princes what they ought to do, It is a noble
duty to inform them What they ought to forsee
I am making my will, as 'tis fit princes should
This is flesh and blood, sir,
'Tis not the figure cut in
alabaster Kneels at my
husband's tomb
I have heard you say that the French courtiers wear their hats on 'fore the King. […] Why should we
not bring up that fashion? 'Tis ceremony more than duty that consists In the removing of a piece of
felt. Be you the example to the rest o'th'court, Put on your hat first.
we observe in tragedies That a good
actor many times is cursed
I'll join with thee [Antonio] in a most just revenge: The weakest arm is strong enough that strikes
With the swords of justice
Society and class
Could I be one of their flatt'ring panders, I would hang on their ears like a horse-leech till I were full,
and then drop off. […] Who would rely upon these miserable dependences, in expectation to be
advanced tomorrow?
I am your creature
look no higher than I can reach […] when a man's mind rides faster than his horse can gallop, they
quickly both tire.
Saucy slave I'll pull thee up by the roots!
How fearfully Shows his
ambition now
Duchess: But he was basely descended. Bosola: Will you make yourself a mercenary herald, Rather to
examine men's pedigrees than virtues? You shall want him
Here's a strange turn of state: who would have thought So great a lady would have matched herself
Unto so mean a person? Yet the Cardinal Bears himself much too crue
Yet stay, heaven gates are not so highly arched As princes' palaces: they that enter there Must go
upon their knees. [Kneels]
Power
In seeking to reduce both state and people To a fixed order, their judicious king Begins at home, quits
first his royal palace Of flatt'ring sycophants, of dissolute And infamous persons […] Consid'ring duly
that a prince's court Is like a common fountain, whence should flow Pure silver drops in general, but
if't chance Some cursed example poison't near the head, Death and diseases through the whole land
spread.
Methinks you that are courtiers should be
my touchwood, take fire when I give fire
He and his brother are like plum trees that grow crooked over standing pools: they are rich, and
o'erladen with fruit, but none but crows pies and caterpillars feed on them.
places in the court are but like beds in the hospital, where this man's head lies at that man's foot,
and so lower, and lower.
Where he is jealous of any man he lays worse plots for them than ever was imposed on Hercules, for
he strews in his way flatterers, panders, intelligencers, atheists, and a thousand such political
monsters.
For know: an honest statesman to a prince Is like a cedar planted by a spring; The spring bathes the
tree's root, the grateful tree Rewards it with his shadow. You have not done so. I would sooner swim
to the Bermoothes […] Than depend on so changeable a prince's favour!
For know: an honest statesman to a prince Is like a cedar planted by a spring; The spring bathes the
tree's root, the grateful tree Rewards it with his shadow. You have not done so. I would sooner swim
to the Bermoothes […] Than depend on so changeable a prince's favour!
Much you had of land and rent, Your length in clay's now competent; A long war disturbed your
mind, Here your perfect peace is signed
I am Duchess of Malfi still
Morality and ethics
Miserable age, where only the
reward Of doing well is the doing
of it