Shirley, James · published 1635 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, May 4] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 472 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
Sirrah, sirrah, sirrah, I smell a Rat behind the hangings? Here's nobody, ha? are there no Trunks to convey secret voices? Your Lordship has a pair on. I do not like that face i'th' arras, a my conscience he points at me, a pox upon this treason, I have no stomach to't, I do see myself upon a Scaffold, making a pitiful speech already, I shall ha' my head cut off, seven years ago I laid my head upon a wager I remember, and lost it; let me see, it shall be so, 'tis good policy to be armed, Rogero, imagine I were a Traitor. How sir? ay but say imagine, we may put the case, and that I were apprehended for a Traitor. Heaven defend. Heaven has something else to do, than to defend Traitors: I say, Imagine I were brought to the bar. Good my Lord, you brought to the bar? I will beat you, if you won't imagine at my bidding: I say, suppose I now were at the bar to answer for my life. Well sir. Well sir, that's as it happens, you must imagine I will answer the best I can for myself, conceive I prithee, that these chairs were judges most grave and venerable beards and faces at my arraignment, and that thyself wert in the name of the Duke and state to accuse me what couldst thou say to me? I accuse your good honour? for what I beseech you? For high Treason you blockhead. I must be acquainted with some particulars first. Mass thou sayest right: why imagine, d''ee hear? you must but imagine, that some great-man had a conspiracy against the Duke's person, and that I being an honest Lord, and one of this great man's friends, had been drawn in, for that's the plain truth on't, 'twas against my will, but that's all one: Well, thou understandest me, show thy wit Rogero, scratch thy nimble pericranium, and thunder out my accusation ex tempore: Here I stand Signior Depazzi, ready to answer the indictment. Good my Lord it will not become me, being your humble servant. Humble Coxcomb, is't not for my good? I say, accuse me, bring it home, jerk me soundly to the quick Rogero, tickle me as thou lov'st thy Lord; I do defy thee, spare me not, and the devil take thee if thou be'st not malicious, Why then have at you, first Signior Depazzi, thou art indicted of high Treason, hold up thy hand, guilty, or not guilty? Very good. Nay, very bad sir, answer I say, guilty or not guilty? Not guilty. 'tis your best course to say so, well imagine I rise up the Duke's most learned in the Laws, and his nimble tongued Orator, have at your Signior. Come, come on sir, here I stand.
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Sirra, sirra, sirra, I smell a Rat behinde the hangings? Here's no body, ha? are there no Trunkes to convey secret voices? Your Lordship has a paire on. I doe not like that face i'th arras, a my conscience hee points at me, a pox upon this treason, I have no stomack too't, I do see my selfe upon a Scaffold, making a pittiful speech already, I shall ha my head cut off, seaven yeares agoe I layd my head upon a wager I remember, and lost it; let me see, it shall be so, tis good policie to be arm'd, Rogero, imagine I were a Traytor. How sir? I but say imagine, we may put the case, and that I were apprehended for a Traytor. Heaven defend. Heaven has somthing else to doe, then to defend Traytors: I say, Imagine I were brought to the barre. Good my Lord, you brought to the barre? I will beate you, if you wonot imagine at my bidding: I say, suppose I now were at the barre to answere for my life. Well sir. Well sir, that's as it happens, you must imagine I will answere the best I can for my selfe, conceive I prithee, that these chaires were Iudges most grave and venerable beards and faces at my arraignement, and that thy selfe wert in the name of the Duke and state to accuse me what couldst thou say to me? I accuse your good honour? for what I beseech you? For high Treason you blockehead. I must be acquainted with some particulars first. Masse thou saiest right: why imagine, d'ee heare? you must but imagine, that some greatman had a conspiracy against the Dukes person, and that I being an honest Lord, and one of this great mans friends, had beene drawne in, for that's the plaine truth on't, twas against my will, but that's all one: Well, thou understandst mee, shew thy wit Rogero, scratch thy nimble pericranium, and thunder out my accusation ex tempore: Here I stand Signior Depazzi, ready to answer the inditement. Good my Lord it will not become me, being your humble servant. Humble Coxcombe, is't not for my good? I say, accuse me, bring it home, jerke me soundly to the quicke Rogero, tickle me as thou lovst thy Lord; I doe defie thee, spare me not, and the divell take thee if thou bee'st not malicious, Why then have at you, first Signior Depazzi, thou art indicted of high Treason, hold up thy hand, guiltie, or not guilty? Very good. Nay, very bad sir, answer I say, guiltie or not guiltie? Not guiltie. Tis your best course to say so, well imagine Irise up the Duke's most learned in the Lawes, and his nimble tongu'd Orator, have at your Signior. Come, come on sir, here I stand.