The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 34 of 63
Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 501 words
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But my Lord, though I can answer, I cannot give credit to your smooth tongue, this last accident had like to have broke all, and had there not been help above, there had been none beneath. I must be no more so venturous, our Conspiracy begins to be discovered, and that we are suspected is the least fear, we must not longer defer our breaking out; there is no safety now but in a public danger. I am come to tell you, the infection. That caused this your retirement, is now Vanished, and abroad you may easily bless Us with your beauties. It shames me to say this I can pronounce, you may do something that May command all. I ever as a servant did approach You, but now as an offender, as one That is guilty of a sin of so high A nature as this your sadness is. Can I do less than condemn myself that would Have killed the man that would have done it? yet I hope this my action hath not made me Appear, to throw of that honourable name As servant to you, 'tis a title I am most Ambitious of, and never did Engage myself a more humble one Then by my last command. Before I was A votary to your beauty, now to Your goodness, there is no earthly thing I So much reverence (if I may call that Earthy that's so divine) I bend but at Two places the Altar, and your virtues. My Lord, though your compliment be such, as to esteem this my retirement for your sake so great a favour. I must not so account it, nor think I have laid so deep engagements on you, in granting that I voluntary, & unasked perform: your respects may claim greater services, and your last words had been requital to a Stranger. there's a Gentleman desires access unto your grace, from Prince Clearchus, and my Lord Aratus. Prithee go stay him within, as soon as this troubles o'er, I will come to him. Sure 'tis to warn me of their breaking out. The time of their great birth is now complete. The hours are finished. O let it not yow Which look down, which favourably look down Upon this Isle, want your power which first Did strengthen it, let the same hands that hid Disclose it too, shame not at so glorious An offspring, when it is heavenly, and doth Confess the father, when none but gods dare Call it their's, nor without blasphemy can Own it, you were kind fathers at the first, Show yourself still so, and breed the child you Have gotten, where humane strength shall fail, there Hold it up, and make that want the Strongest, Yet when I look this way it doth distract My prayers, and makes me wish a conquest Without destruction of the enemy. O 'tis pity that so much nobleness Should fall to earth, although no love, I can Afford him tears.
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But my ord, though I can answer, I cannot give credit to your smooth tongue, this last accident had like to have broke all, and had there not beene helpe above, there had beene none beneath. I must be no more so venterous, our Conspiracy begins to be discovered, and that we are suspected is the least feare, we must not longer deferre our breaking out; there is noe safety now but in a publique danger. I am come to tell you, the infection. That caused this your retyrement, is now Vanisht, and abroad you may easely blesse Us with your beauties. It shames me to say this I can pronounce, you may do something that May command all. I ever as a servant did approach You, but now as an offender, as one That is guilty of a sinne of so high A nature as this your sadnesse is. Can I doe lesse then condemne my selfe that would Have kild the man that would have don it? yet I hope this my action hath not made me Appeare, to throw of that honorable name As servant to you, 'tis a title I am most Ambitious of, and never did Engage my selfe a more humble one Then by my last command. Before I was A votary to your beauty, now to Your goodnesse, there is noe earthly thing I So much reverence (if I may call that Earthy that's so devine) I bend but at Two places the Alter, and your virtues. My Lord, though your complement be such, as to esteeme this my retirment for your sake so great a fauour. I must not so account it, nor thinke I have laid so deepe ingagments on you, in granting that I voluntary, & unask't performe: your respects may claime greater services, and your last words had beene requitall to a Stranger. Ther's a Gentleman desires accesse unto your grace, from Prince Clearchus, and my Lord Aratus. Prethee goe stay him within, assoone as this troubles o're, I will come to him. Sure 'tis to warne me of their breaking out. The time of their great birth is now compleat. The howers are finish't. O let it not yow Which looke downe, which favourably looke downe Upon this Isle, want your power which first Did strengthen it, let the same hands that hid Disclose it too, shame not at so glorious An off-spring, when it is heavenly, and doth Confesse the father, when none but gods dare Call it their's, nor without blasphemy can Owne it, you were kinde fathers at the first, Shew your selfe still so, and breed the child you Have gotten, where humane strength shall faile, there Hold it up, and make that want the Strongest, Yet when I looke this way it doth distract My prayers, and makes me wish a conquest Without distruction of the enemy. O 'tis pity that so much noblenesse Should fall to earth, although noe love, I can Afford him teares.