The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 43 of 63
Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea typicality 0.82 · 515 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
Why they'll fright thy mirth away, look, it gapes upon thee, but won't bite. No more than your Lordship's sword. Is this the terrible thing? I know not what it may do in a dark night with a candle in't, but in the day, and your Lordship looking through it, I shall never turn my back unless it be to laugh. Pray God the enemy think of no such stratagem with a pitcher in the progeneral-ship, it may be as much as the king's Army lies on. Ha, ha. Take this away too, is not this a devil's hand Comastes? Yes, There's a couple, pray remove 'em both, and his wit that is so devilish, that we may fall a little to our business. if we must, let's to it stoutly, and like Soldiers, what say ye? shall we drink a battle? the trial of to morrows victory, I'll take the king's part against you all. I am the strongest, and when I have o'ercome, I'll send him word of the good omen, 'tis worth a thousand of your paltry birds, and ox entrails, 'tis a piece of service will gain the favour from you all. Come, we'll undertake you begin, that honour belongs to your side. Here's— how now, what's this? what does such a boy do in the war? disrule him, I scorn to be Captain of such a youngster. O whilst you live, begin with your light Armature, the Legionaries follow. s that the trick on't? Here then for the King I throw the first reede, this boy can manage no greater weapon. I marry, there stands a rank of lusty fellows, a man may rely upon such valours, their very looks will o'ercome common stomachs. I long to see them buckle to it, this is too much sport. Reach them down then. Give it me, and found an assault? Pallas and victory for the King— why I, this was a tall fellow. I done't think but Alexander had always a Guard of such attending on his Person; He have a dozen of them, and call them my twelve Labours. O for a shout, a little noise would gain the conquest. In good time, but not so easily. You do but dream a victory yet. No? help me then old Soldier. Hold up Comastes for the greatness of your cause, hold up, you show signs of fainting, how now? Hah, go thy ways, ne'er a Goblet the King has ere got the honour to struggle so long with me. I fear we must lose in loyalty, you'll ne'er o'ercome else. I warrant you, I retired but to an ambush. But who keeps the door all this while? Say the enemies should come and cut all our throats. I can tell you I have read such pretty stories. How now Comastes, what words are these? does Wine breed fears in you? A pox on this War 'twill be my undoing, I shall come out with some such roguish question or other at the king's Table and have my bones broken by the Guard.
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Why they'le fright thy mirth away, looke, it gapes upon thee, but won't bite. No more than your Lordships sword. Is this the terrible thing? I know not what it may doe in a darke night with a candle in't, but in the day, and your Lordship looking through it, I shall never turne my backe unlesse it be to laugh. Pray God the enemy thinke of no such stratagem with a pitcher in the Progenerall-ship, it may be as much as the Kings Army lies on. Ha, ha. Take this away too, is not this a Divells hand Comastes? Yes, Theres a couple, pray remove 'em both, and his wit that is so devillish, that we may fall a little to our business. if we must, let's to itstoutly, and like Souldiers, what say yee? shall wee drinke a battle? the triall of to morrowes victory, Ile take the Kings part against you all. I am the strongest, and when I have orecome, Ile send him word of the good omen, tis worth a thousand of your paltry birds, and oxe entralls, tis a piece of service will gaine the favour from you all. Come, wee'l undertake you begin, that honour belongs to your side. Heres—how now, what's this? what does such a boy doe in the warre? disroole him, I scorne to bee Captaine of such a youngster. O whilst you live, begin with your light Armature, the Legionaries follow. s that the trick on't? Here then for the King I throw the first reede, this boy can manage no greater weapon. I marry, there stands a rank of lusty fellowes, a man may rely upon such valours, their very looks wil orecome common stomacks. I long to see them buckle to it, this is too much sport. Reach them downe then. Give it me, and found an assault? Pallas and victory for the King—why I, this was a tall fellow. I don't thinke but Alexander had alwaies a Guard of such attending on his Person; He have a doozen of them, and call them my twelve Labours. O for a shout, a little noise would gaine the conquest. In good time, but not so easily. You doe but dreame a victory yet. No? helpe me then old Souldier. Hold up Comastes for the greatnesse of your cause, hold up, you shew signes of fainting, how now? Hah, goethy waies, nere a Goblet the King has ere got the honour to struggle so long with me. I feare wee must lose in loyalty, youle nere orecome else. I warrant you, I retired but to an ambush. But who keepes the doore all this while? Say the enemies should come and cut all our throates. I can tell you I have read such pretty stories. How now Comastes, what words are these? does Wine breed feares in you? A pox on this Warre twill bee my undoing, I shall come out with some such roguish question or other at the Kings Table and have my bones broken by the Guard.