Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
I'll meet the ugliest shapes that ever Death Appeared to Nature in, before I'll leave Your Grace exposed to danger for my life. No more, for I have vowed what I intend, And if thou dost withstand it, to make this hour The last of breathing to me: therefore be gone; I'll lie at Stake myself, that you may steer No interrupted course; and since the law Gives Virgins leave to plead and die concealed, I with this Scarf here will be your Attorney: Hasten your flight, least mischief find you slow, we shall both fare the better. At the Parks end By a Fount that riseth from the Chalky Bank, Camilla stays with your Viaticum: she'll be thy partner in thy banishment. Once more farewell; and, if I die, for ever. And if you die I shall not long outlive you. In what a sad dilemma stands my soul In this divulsion between love and danger! Yet bless mine eyes once more with sight of you. Farewell Althaea. Dearest Lord farewell. Again farewell Althaea! all the favours Of Guardian Angels, and mildest influences Propitious Heaven retains, wait on thy sufferings. Come dispatch, the Duke's at hand. I wonder he sits himself in judgement today. The matter in question is great. Many think the poor Gentlewoman is innocent. They be fools to say so. Why, is't a folly to speak what they think? ay, as very a folly as to be virtuous indeed: Dost imagine 'twill gain any thing but hate? Yet many dare pawn their lives that she is guiltless. None but such as were predestined never to be great; they be tender conscienced dunces: they never learned Esop's Fables. Why for that? Dost not remember the tale of the Lion that banished all horned beasts from Court? That was a mad Lion i'faith— That then the Fox went away as banished too, because if the Lion should say his pricked ears were Horns, what then? But she was thought ever virtuous and modest. she would not have been guilty so soon else: shall a swaggering wench that will take Tobacco eight and forty times in four and twenty hours; talk bawdy as familiar as an Oyster wife; retain seven servants with good backs, and a weak husband to keep Dogs from door; have no privilege above suspected virtue? Faith I remember when I went to School, my Master used to tell us a Verse or two out of a Poet— & hic damnatus inani— judicio: I ha'forgot the Poets name, but I remembered the Verse by another, where he instructs creatures of our faculty. Why what does he teach us? Nay nothing but tells us only, that if we will thrive by service, we must be either close Panders, palpable flatterers, or cozening Villains. A good servingman's Tutor was that Poet I warrant him. Give back there, and let the prisoner stand forth.
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Ile meet the uglieſt ſhapes that ever Death Appear'd to Nature in, before Ile leave Your Grace expos'd to danger for my life. No more, for I have vow'd what I intend, And if thou doſt withſtand it, to make this houre The laſt of breathing to mee: therefore be gone; Ile lie at Stake my ſelfe, that you may ſteere No interrupted courſe; and ſince the law Gives Virgins leave to pleade and die conceal'd, I with this Scarfe here will bee your Attorney: Haſten your flight, leaſt miſchiefe finde you ſlow, Wee ſhall both fare the better. At the Parks end By a Fount that riſeth from the Chaulky Banke, Camilla ſtayes with your Viaticum: Shee'll be thy partner in thy baniſhment. Once more farewell; and, if I die, for ever. And if you die I ſhall not long out-live you. In what a ſad dilemma ſtands my ſoule In this divulſion betweene love and danger! Yet bleſſe mine eyes once more with ſight of you. Farewell Althea. Deareſt Lord farewell. Againe farewell Althea! all the favours Of Guardian Angels, and mild'ſt influences Propitious Heaven retaines, waite on thy ſufferings. Come diſpatch, the Duke's at hand. I wonder he ſits himſelfe in judgement to day. The matter in queſtion is great. Many thinke the poore Gentlewoman is innocent. They be fooles to ſay ſo. Why, is't a folly to ſpeake what they thinke? I, as very a folly as to be vertuous indeed: Do'ſt imagin twill gaine any thing but hate? Yet many dare pawne their lives that ſhee is guiltleſſe. None but ſuch as were predeſtin'd never to bee great; they bee tender conſcienc'd dunces: they never leatn'd Eſops Fables. Why for that? Do'ſt not remember the tale of the Lion that baniſh'd all horn'd beaſts from Court? That was a madd Lion i'faith— That then the Foxe went away as baniſh'd too, becauſe if the Lion ſhould ſay his prickt eares were Hornes, what then? But ſhe was thought ever vertuous and modeſt. Shee would not have beene guilty ſo ſoone elſe: ſhall a ſwaggering wench that will take Tobacco eight and forty times in foure and twenty houres; talke bawdy as familiar as an Oyſter wife; retaine ſeven ſervants with good backes, and a weake husband to keep Doggs from doore; have no priviledge above ſuſpected vertue? Faith I remember when I went to Schoole, my Maſter vs'd to tell us a Verſe or two out of a Poet— & hic damnatus inani—Iudicio: I ha'forgot the Poëts name, but I remembred the Verſe by another, where he inſtructs creatures of our faculty. Why what does he teach us? Nay nothing but tells us onely, that if wee will thrive by ſervice, we muſt be either cloſe Panders, palpable flatterers, or cozening Villaines. A good Servingmans Tutor was that Poët I warrant him. Give back there, and let the priſoner ſtand forth.