Shirley, James · published 1635 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, May 4] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.73 · 500 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
But I am tame, as if I had no sense Nor other argument to vindicate My Loyalty, thus poisoned by a paper, In my eternal fame, and by a slave? Call to my brow, some one that dare accuse me, Let him have honour, great as mine, to forfeit, Or since your grace hath taken me so near, Your own height, that may seal may not expect Such a proportioned adversary, yet let him Have name within his Country, and allow him A Soul, against which, I may engage my more, Then equal honour, then I'll praise your justice But let him not be one condemned already, A desperate exile— is it possible A Treason hatched in Florence, 'gainst the Duke Should have no eyes at home to penetrate, The growing danger but at Sienna, one Mu t with a perspectiue discouer all? Ask this good Councillor, or these gentlemen Whose faiths are tried, whose cares are always waking About your person, how have I appeared To them, that thus I should be rendered hateful, To you and my good Country, they are virtuous And dare not blemish a white faith, accuse My sound heart of dishonour? sir you must Pardon my bold defence, my virtue bleeds By your much easiness, and I am compelled To break all modest limits, and to waken Your memory (if it be not to late To say you have one,) with the story of My fair deservings, who sir overthrew With his designs your late ambitious brother Hippolito, who like a Meteor threatened A black and fatal omen? 'twas Lorenzo. Be yet as just, and say whose art directed A countermine to check the pregnant hopes Of Salviati, who for his cardinal's Cap, In Rome was potent, and here popular? None but Lorenzo. Admirable Traitor? Whose service was commended when the exiles One of whose tribe accuseth me had raised Commotions in our Florence when the hindga Of State did faint under the burden, and The people sweat with their own fears, to think The Soldier should inhabit their calm dwellings, Who then rose up your safety, and crushed all Their plots to air? Our dear cousin Lorenzo. When he that should reward, forgets the men That purchased his security, 'tis virtue To beast a merit with my services I ha' not starved your treasury, the grand Captain Gonzales accounted to King Ferdinand, Three hundred thousand crowns, for spies, what bills Have I brought in for such intelligence? I do grow hearty All thy actions Stand fresh before us, and confirm, thou art Our best and dearest friend, thus we assure Our confidence, they love us not that feed One jealous thought of our dear coz Lorenzo New welcome to us all, for you Alonzo Give o'er your paper kites, learn wit, 'tis time. Where shall we meet tonight? Pardon me sir I am a dangerous man. No more a that I'll credit my soul with thee, shall we revel This night with Amidea?
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But I am tame, as if I had no sence Nor other argument to vindicate My Loyalty, thus poysoned by a paper, In my eternall fame, and by a slave? Call to my brow, some one that dare accuse mee, Let him have honor, great as mine, to forfeit, Or since your grace hath taken me so neere, Your owne hight, that may seale may not expect Such a proportion'd adversary, yet let him Have name within his Country, and allow him A Soule, sgainst which, I may ingage my more, Then equall honor, then Ile praise your justice But let him not be one condemnd already, A desperate exile—is it possible A Treason hatcht in Florence, gainst the Duke Should have no eyes at home to penetrate, The growing danger but at Sienna, one Mu t with a perspectiue discouer all? Aske this good Councellor, or these gentlemen Whose faiths are tryed, whose cares are always waking About your person, how have I appear'd To them, that thus I should be rendred hatefull, To you and my good Countrie, they are vertuous And dare not blemish a white faith, accuse My sound heart of dishonor? sir you must Pardon my bold defence, my vertue bleeds By your much easinesse, and I am compelld To breake all modest limits, and to waken Your memory (if it be not to late To say you have one,) with the story of My faire deservings, who sir overthrw With his designes your late ambitious brother Hippolito, who like a Meteor threatned A blacke and fatall omen? Twas Lorenzo. Be yet as just, and say whose art directed A countermine to check the pregnant hopes Of Saluiati, who for his Cardinals Cappe, In Rome was potent, and heere popular? None but Lorenzo. Admirable Traitor? Whose service was commended when the exiles One of whose tribe accuseth mee had raisd Commotions in our Florence when the hindga Of State did faint under the burthen▪ and The people sweat with their owne feares, to thinke The Souldier should inhabit their calme dwellings, Who then rose up your safety, and crushd all Their plots to ayer? Our deere Cozen Lorenzo. When he that should reward, fogets the men That purchas'd his security, tis vertue To beast a merrit with my services I ha not staru'd your treasurie, the grand Captaine Gonzales accounted to King Ferdinand, Three hundred thousand crownes, forspies, what bills Have I brought in for such inteligence? I doe grow harty All thy actions Stand fresh before us, and confirme, thou art Our best and dearest friend, thus wee assure Our confidence, they love us not that feed One jealous thought of our deare Cooze Lorenzo New welcome to us all, for you Alonzo Give o're your paper kites, learne wit, tis time. Where shall wee meet to night? Pardon mee sir I am a dangerous man. No more a that I'le credit my soule with thee, shall wee revell This night with Amidea?