The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 11 of 63
Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 470 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
I was commanded to be ready and attend there. But now the Commissions altered and runs in another sense. I shall be content to obey either. May I not know the cause? You may, we would not feed the Prince here with hopes to get a wife, this was the storm that drove him in, nor must you only for this time forbear his presence, but while he stays; he is unworthy of you. If you know him so, I shall then without Excuse deny his visits, But I think This business may be borne a nobler way, Nor will the end fail though the means be fair Leave it with me, if he sue with honour, He will take an honourable answer. Though he gain none from me, I'll get his love, And send him home, no less a friend, than if He were a husband, by my restraint you'll Only gain unto yourself the marks of Jealousy and malice, and fouler stains If that the crime were named to the desert. Besides it does proclaim in me too, such A weakness as I am much ashamed of; Had he a face adorned with the graces Of both Sexes, beauty and manliness, And these ingrafted on the body of A god, I could look on, converse, ay, and Neglect him too, when I have reason; fear Not me then. I do not, I know thee strong, the honour of a Kingdom may lean with safety on thee, but he will linger here too long, besot the State with feastings, and in this ease give safety to treacherous undertakings, he must be used ill, there's reason for't. Is there then a policy in rudeness? Why don't you rather send a defiance To him, proclaim him enemy; this were Nobler far, than to receive him in your arms And then affront him, say health and wish Poison in the cup, are you so much below him? There's greater thoughts in hand than curious rules of Ceremony, if he send any present to you, return it back with scorn. Pride is ill becoming, and hated by the next proud man. Then take 'em and laugh at him. No, where my thanks are too much, I'll rather return gifts for gifts; I would be loath to have my faults reach further than my goodness. he'll wear those gifts for favours. They will not prove so, yet he will deserve some as he is a stranger. Not from you, rewards the State will give him, you hear my father's will, you must not see him while he stays. I do, and shall easily keep that I do not care to break. Farewell. Must you be gone? There's a little business calls me. If be but a little stay. Only the welcome of the Stranger.
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I was commanded to be ready and attend there. But now the Commissions altered and runnes in another sence. I shall bee content to obey either. May I not know the cause? You may, wee would not feed the Prince here with hopes to get a wife, this was the storme that drove him in, nor must you onely for this time forbeare his presence, but while he stayes; he is unworthy of you. If you know him so, I shall then without Excuse deny his visits, But I thinke This businesse may be borne a nobler way, Nor will the end faile though the meanes be faire Leave it with me, if he sue with honour, He will take an honourable answer. Though he gaine none from me, Ile get his love, And send him home, no lesse a friend, than if Hee were a husband, by my restraint youle Onely gaine unto your selfe the markes of Jealousie and malice, and fouler staines If that the crime were nam'd to the desert. Besides it does proclaime in me too, such A weakenes as I am much asham'd of; Had he a face adorn'd with the graces Of both Sexes, beauty and manlinesse, And these ingrafted on the body of A god, I could looke on, converse, I, and Neglect him too, when I have reason; feare Not me then. I doe not, I know thee strong, the honour of a Kingdome may leane with safety on thee, but hee will linger here too long, besot the State with feastings, and in this ease give safety to treacherous undertakings, he must be usd ill, ther's reason for't. Is there then a policy in rudenesse? Why don't you rather send a defiance To him, proclaime him enemy; this were Nobler farre, than to receive him in your armes And then affront him, say health and wish Poyson in the cup, are you so much below him? Theres greater thoughts in hand than curious rules of Ceremony, if he send any present to you, returne it backe with scorne. Pride is ill becomming, and hated by the next proud man. Then take um and laugh at him. No, where my thanks are too much, Ile rather returne gifts for gifts; I would be loth to have my faults reach further than my goodnesse. Hee'l weare those gifts for favours. They will not prove so, yet hee will deserve some as he is a stranger. Not from you, rewards the State will give him, you heare my fathers will, you must not see him while he stayes. I doe, and shall easily keepe that I doe not care to breake. Farewell. Must you be gone? There's a little busines calls me. If be but a little stay. Onely the welcome of the Stranger.