Shirley, James · published 1635 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, May 4] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
A thousand furies swell his rage, although Pisano bleed, this is the safest killing; Wisemen secure their fates and execute Invisibly, like that most subtle flame That burns the heart, yet leaves no path or touch Upon the skin to follow or suspect it: Farewell dull passionate fool, how this doth feed me? Kill and be lost thyself; or if his sword Conclude thy life both ways I am revenged. Petruchio, thou didst hit my instructions rarely, And I applaud thee': now send in Depazzi, and visit me anon. I shall my Lord. Some Politician That is not wise, but by a precedent, Would think me weak for using such an instrument, As this Depazzi; but I know by proof, Such men whom fear and honour make our creatures, Do prove safe Engines, fools will still obey, When cunning knaves our confidence betray. My Lord, I would speak a word or two in private. You may. Is nobody within hearing? all clear behind the arras? Make no doubt sir. My Lord the truth is, I am very fearful: is your Lordship sure there are no eaves droppers. What needs this circumstance? I pray come to the point. 'tis not unknown to your Lordship, that you have been my very good Lord, neither am I ignorant, that I am your humble servant, you advanced men, brought me into the number of the nobles, and I brought you a reasonable number of crowns: I am not the first wise Citizen that hath been converted into a foolish Courtier, but my Lord, I beseech you pardon me: it will out. What's the matter? I am ready to burst. With what? Treason, treason, now 'tis out, and I feel my body the lighter for't already: the last plot did not take you see, and I would humbly entreat your Lordship to excuse me, and get somebody else hereafter to be your Traitor in my stead. How sir? If you did but know the tenderness of my constitution, or feel the pangs and convulsions that I suffer, you would pity me: I fall away you see, I cannot sleep for dreaming of an axe, I have caused, my hangings of Holofernes to be taken down in my dining room, because I dare not look upon a head that is cut off in it, something of my complexion: my wisdom tells me I am a fool to be so fearful, but my conscience tells me I am a greater fool if I ha' not wit enough in my pare to keep my head on my shoulders, I beseech your Lordship take me into your consideration, I am but a mortal, though I be a Lord, every man hath not the like gift of impudence, I have a weak stomach, and treason is physic to me, and although I do not vomit up your secrets they may out some other way. You won't betray me.
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A thousand furies swell his rage, although Pisano bleed, this is the safest killing; Wisemen secure their fates and execute Invisibly, like that most subtle flame That burnes the heart, yet leaves no path or touch Vpon the skinne to follow or suspect it: Farewell dull passionate foole, how this doth feede me? Kill and be lost thy selfe; or if sword Conclude thy life both waies I am reveng'd. Petruchio, thou didst hit my instructions rarely, And I applaude thee': now send in Depazzi, and visit me anon. I shall my Lord. Some Polititian That is not wise, but by a president, Would thinke me weake for using such an instrument, As this Depazzi; but I know by proofe, Such men whom feare and honour make our creatures, Doe prove safe Engines, fooles will still obey, When cunning knaves our confidence betray. My Lord, I would speake a word or two in private. You may. Is no body within hearing? all cleere behind the arras? Make no doubt sir. My Lord the truth is, I am very fearefull: is your Lordship sure there are no eves droppers. What needs this circumstance? I pray come to the point. Tis not unknowne to your Lordship, that you have bin my very good Lord, neither am I ignorant, that I am your humble servant, you advanc'd men, brought me into the number of the nobles, and I brought you a reasonable number of crownes: I am not the first wise Cittizen that hath bin converted into a foolish Courtier, but my Lord, I beseech you pardon mee: it will out. Whats the matter? I am ready to burst. With what? Treason, treason, now'ts out, and I feele my bodie the lighter fort alreadie: the last plot did not take you see, and I would humbly intreate your Lordship to excuse mee, and get some body else hereafter to be your Traitor in my stead. How sir? If you did but know the tendernesse of my constitution, or feele the pangs and convsions that I suffer, you would pittie mee: I fall awaie you see, I cannot sleepe for dreaming of an axe, I have caus'd, my hangings of Holefernes to be taken downe in my dining roome, because I dare not looke upon a head that is cut off in it, something of my complexion: my wisedome tels mee I am a foole to be so fearefull, but my conscience tels me I am a greater foole if I ha not wit enough in my pare to keepe my head on my shoulders, I beseech your Lordship take mee into your consideration, I am but a mortall, though I bee a Lord, every man hath not the like gift of impudence, I have a weake stomacke▪ and treason is phisicke to mee, and although I do not vomit up your secrets they may out some other waie. You wonot betraie mee.