The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 38 of 63
Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 518 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
My Lord, I thank you, and will take your advice; Pardon me that I was stupified at the greatest amazement that could befall, and appeared dead when that the life of all my action was taken from me; yet 'twas not a slumber I was lost in, but a confusion of various thoughts, not knowing which to choose, until you pointed me one out, we will do something presently, and not give them leave to put their black intents in practice. hark. The Soldiers are in a mutiny. Demophilus, what news? What news, my Lord? Such as is not to be named without a Sacrifice. O see, my Lord, though we have lost, we are not yet undone; there's a Relapse, but not a total ruin of our fortunes; the King, Phronimus, and Eurylochus are all safe, and never were in danger, this night they will be here with their full power, the occasion of the mistake is now plain. Till this fell out we had no sense of the happiness we were in. Pray my Lord, what are they which are taken? Two that stood strongly for our party, more besides their names here, and that they were virtuous I am not to instruct you, you may perceive they which have no such cause of joy as we have, do lament them much: we shall have a time too to mourn their deaths, then, when we have leave to laugh at theirs which slew them, in the mean time fare'em well; such a leave, were I in their misfortune, I would have expected, they have only outstripped us in the payment of a debt we all owe unto our Master, ours is due, though not yet called for. And how fares the young King? As one the gods take care on, his words and looks have gained many unto his party, and put courage in all the rest. And we'll make use of it while it is yet hot, after this night's rest they shall give battle to the enemy, hark the Mutiny increases let us away, lest we lose all here, Sir, though there are troubles in your affairs Let none be in your countenance: your eyes Should like those blessed twin fires upon the Ship Display a vigorous flame. A light of joy, And comfort round about, that they which toil In the rage and fury of this tempest May from thence foresee a calm, and nourish Hopes of safety. Thus you wrong your Kingdom Destroying it yourself cause others would. The people groan just as you groan, their Pulses Have the same motion, and their hearts do beat Both hope or fear, according as yours doth Either dilate or else contract it else. All omen comes from you, your Passion is not, A single sadness, 'tis your Subjects too. When you confess a fear, who dares behold? They do account it a disloyalty to have a Thought that shall run cross to yours. Your mirth were now discretion, and a face Cheerful as at a Feast, were policy, 'Twould be one kind of succour.
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My Lord, I thanke you, and will take your advice; Pardon me that I was stupified at the greatest amazement that could befall, and appeard dead when that the life of all my action was taken from mee; yet twas not a slumber I was lost in, but a confusion of various thoughts, not knowing which to choose, untill you pointed mee one out, wee will doe something presently, and not give them leave to put their black intents in practice. harke. The Souldiers are in a mutinie. Demophilus, what newes? What newes, my Lord? Such as is not to be nam'd without a Sacrifice. O see, my Lord, though we have lost, we are not yet undone; theres a Relaps, but not a totall ruine of our fortunes; the King, Phronimus, and Eurilochus are all safe, and never were in danger, this night they will be here with their full power, the occasion of the mistake is now plaine. Till this fell out wee had no sence of the happinesse wee were in. Pray my Lord, what are they which are taken? Two that stood strongly for our party, more besides their names here, and that they were vertuous I am not to instruct you, you may perceive they which have no such cause of joy as wee have, doe lament them much: wee shall have a time too to mourne their deaths, then, when wee have leave to laugh at theirs which slew them, in the meane time fare'em well; such a leave, were I in their misfortune, I would have expected, they have onely out-stript us in the payment of a debt we all owe unto our Master, ours is due, though not yet calld for. And how fares the young King? As one the gods take care on, his words and lookes have gain'd many unto his party, and put courage in all the rest. And weele make use of it while it is yet hot, after this nights rest they shall give battle to the enemy, harke the Muteny increases let us away, least we loose all heere, Sr, though there are troubles in your affaires Let none be in your countenance: your eyes Should like those blest twinne fires upon the Ship Display a vigorous flame. A light of joy, And comfort round about, that they which toyle In the rage and fury of this tempest May from thence foresee a calme, and nourish Hopes of safety. Thus you wrong your Kingdome Distroying it your selfe cause others would. The people groane just as you groane, their Pulses Have the same motion, and their hearts doe beate Both hope or feare, according as yours doth Eyther dilate or else contract it else. All omen comes from you, your Passion is not, A single sadnesse, 'tis your Subjects too. When you confesse a feare, who dares bebold? They doe account it a disloyallty to have a Thought that shall runne crosse to yours. Your mirth were now discretion, and a face Chearfull as at a Feast, were pollicy, T'wouldbe one kind of succor.