The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 31 of 63
Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men T59 Spanish courts: war, honour and courtshi typicality 0.74 · 475 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T59: andrea, spain, portugal, tribute, horatio, king, bellimperia, prince, lord, lorenzo.
we are both alone, the Gods have given this time for my revenge. What does he mutter to himself? I'll not lose this opportunity. Coracinus, Argestes? Kill that Dog. My Lord? Kill that Dog. cowardly villains, it were a mercy to leave You to the worrying. He was a Devil, the power of hell was in his arm, Night threw her shades about him to defend him: he could not have scaped unless he had vanished. Is he o'ertaken yet. No my Lord, but 'tis impossible he should pass the Court, sure he has taken covert in lodgings thereabout. Let there be search made, and give command that when he appears again, he that first meets him without more delay do kill him. Promise a reward for him that brings his head. How do you, my Lord? Well. Is your Grace hurt? And may be again, if I look not warily, would your Lordship's sword were sheathed. Sir, it was drawn in your defence, and if you are jealous, you wrong it, and a ready hand to do you service. Sir, is not the Traitor known that did it? No doubt he is. My Lord, you speak very doubtful. I hope you do not think but I am sorry for the accident. I know not what to think, your disposition is as great a stranger to me as yourself. I see my Lord, you know to bestow injuries, though no courtesies, to a stranger. Injuries are deserving to an intruding guest. You are unworthy— And though I am encompassed with all the dangers I may justly fear from so barbarous a place, which dares do any thing it lusts unto, without regard of laws or hospitality, I'd tell you so, and were you from the Dunghill that you stalk on (it is no better) I'd pull down that unmannered pride within you. Let me go, nothing shall privilege him to talk thus. They hold you in your safety, nor is the distance 'twixt your life and death longer than this space that parts us. If you dare, o'ertake me, I'll stay you out a day's sail at Sea. I challenge you to a princely combat, where come with all your Power, that I may destroy so many bruit beasts from of the earth. Shall I be tied while I am baited? I'll send those that shall o'ertake you, and cut you off before your shipping yet. Coracinus haste unto the City presently, and in my father's name command them to raise all speedy Power to stop the Prince, bid them fire his ships in the Haven. O my Lord, consider a little more before you lay a scandal on the Kingdom, which future ages cannot wipe off, no story can parallel such a fact; your grace moved him much and gave him cause of choler.
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Wee are both alone, the Gods have given this time for my revenge. What does hee mutter to himselfe? Ile not loose this opportunity. Coracinus, Argestes? Kill that Dog. My Lord? Kill that Dog. cowardly Villaines, it were a mercy to leave You to the worrying. Hee was a Devill, the power of hell was in his arme, Night threw her shades about him to defend him: hee could not have scapt unlesse he had vanishd. Is he oretaken yet. No my Lord, but tis impossible he should passe the Court, sure he has taken covert in lodgings thereabout. Let there bee search made, and give command that when hee appeares againe, hee that first meets him without more delay doe kill him. Promise a reward for him that brings his head. How doe you, my Lord? Well. Is your Grace hurt? And may be againe, if I looke not warilie, would your Lordships sword were sheath'd. Sir, it was drawne in your defence, and if you are jealous, you wrong it, and a ready hand to doe you service. Sir, is not the Traitour knowne that did it? No doubt he is. My Lord, you speake very doubtfull. I hope you doe not thinke but I am sorry for the accident. I know not what to thinke, your disposition is as great a stranger to me as your selfe. I see my Lord, you know to bestow injuries, though no curtesies, to a stranger. Iniuries are deserving to an intruding guest. You are unworthy— And though I am encompast with all the dangers I may justly feare from so barbarous a place, which dares doe any thing it lusts unto, without regard of lawes or hospitality, I'de tell you so, and were you from the Dung-hill that you stalke on (it is no better) I'de pull downe that unmanner'd pride within you. Let mee goe, nothing shall priviledge him to talke thus. They hold you in your safety, nor is the distance twixt your life and death longer than this space that parts us. If you dare, oretake me, Ile stay you out a daies sayle at Sea. I challenge you to a princely combate, where come with all your Power, that I may destroy so many bruite beasts from of the earth. Shall I bee tyed while I am bayted? Ile send those that shall oretake you, and cut you off before your shipping yet. Coracinus hast unto the City presently, and in my fathers name command them to raise all speedie Power to stop the Prince, bid them fire his ships in the Haven. O my Lord, consider a little more before you lay a scandall on the Kingdome, which future ages cannot wipe off, no story can paralell such a fact; your grace moved him much and gave him cause of choller.