The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 57 of 63
Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 500 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
You have given me resolution, hast presently unto 'em ('twas their desire this morning to have conference with one of note) and if you find 'em fit for mercy or to be made fit, offered to 'em. no answer yet returned? Not yet, Sir. One Look out again. Polyander, I remember I heard thee once say, when I condemned thee for thy smiles, that if I had a cause thou wouldst frown, why look'st thou sadly then? our fortunes ought rather to stir our anger than our grief. Were they Sir, my misfortunes alone, and not yours, I would not now fall below my words, the greatest should not move any affection in me, unless it were some glory. There's now one arrived Sir, who certainly hath brought us news. Let us seat ourselves before he enters, that he may see on what strength we do demand, every man put on a face of mirth, now we are at a Banquet that will refresh us after all our toil. Now retire, but on the least call be ready for to enter. Who's this? do any of you know him? Not I my Lord. Sir, y'are welcome, but we invite you only to look on, these cates are not easy of digestion; the gods give not life more certain than this gives death, do you think you can endure the sight? would Aratus himself were here, that once he might be satisfied with a spectacle of blood. You look pale on us already, sure they have a plot upon you, and sent you hither to see your death, had they none to send us to behold our resolutions but such a trifle. What shape can I put on, and thou not injure me in't. I never yet appeared to thee in any form, but that I suffered by thee, at first I was thy fear, as all that were innocent did fright thee, because thou wert guilty I was banished, not to remove me, but my death, which with treachery thou soughtst. And when I had, with wonder escaped thy intended mischiefs, by chance thou wouldst have slain me when thou hadst no cause of hatred, my disguise wronged thee not, 'twas as much a stranger to thee, as an inhabitant of remotest Africa— I know thee now, thou needs not further declare thyself, and thouart come past all my wishes to satisfy my revenge. Hold, I came to bring peace and not destruction, do you yet perceive how vain is all your malice? If thou art that man thou would seem to be, and equally with me dost honour a dead father, yet (setting by these helpers) let us singly try our hatred; the grant of this will please above all our demands, I had rather see thee dead, or by this means not see thee live, then again be Master of the fortunes I have lost, I am unfit for life. I shall but curse the givers of it.
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You have given me resolution, hast presently unto 'em (twas their desire this morning to have conference with one of note) and if you find 'em fit for mercy or to be made fit, offert to 'um. Noe answer yet returnd? Not yet, Sir. One Looke out againe. Polyander, I remember I heard thee once say, when I condemnd thee for thy smiles, that if I had a cause thou wouldst frowne, why lookst thou sadly then? our fortunes ought rather to stirre our anger than our griefe. Were they Sir, my misfortunes alone, and not yours, I would not now fall below my words, the greatest should not move any affection in me, unlesse it were some glory. Theres now one arriv'd Sir, who certainely hath brought us newes. Let us seate our selves before he enters, that he may see on what strength we doe demand, every man put on a face of mirth, now we are at a Banquet that will refresh us after all our toyle. Now retire, but on the least call bee ready for to enter. Who's this? doe any of you know him? Not I my Lord. Sir, y'are welcome, but wee invite you onely to looke on, these cates are not easie of digestion; the gods give not life more certaine than this gives death, doe you thinke you can endure the sight? would Aratus himselfe were heere, that once hee might bee satisfied with a spectacle of blood. You looke pale on us already, sure they have a plot upon you, and sent you hither to see your death, had they none to send us to behold our resolutions but such a trifle. What shape can I put on, and thou not iniure mee in't. I never yet appeard to thee in any forme, but that I suffered by thee, at first I was thy feare, as all that were innocent did fright thee, because thou wert guilty I was banisht, not to remove me, but my death, which with treachery thou soughtst. And when I had, with wonder escapt thy intended mischiefes, by chance thou wouldst have slaine mee when thou hadst no cause of hatred, my disguise wrongd thee not, twas as much a stranger to thee, as an inhabitant of remotest Africa — I know thee now, thou needs not further declare thy selfe, and th'art come past all my wishes to satisfie my revenge. Hold, I came to bring peace and not destruction, doe you yet perceive how vaine is all your malice? If thou art that man thou would seeme to bee, and equally with me dost honour a dead father, yet (setting by these helpers) let us singly try our hatred; the grant of this will please above all our demands, I had rather see thee dead, or by this meanes not see thee live, then againe be Master of the fortunes I have lost, I am unfit for life. I shall but curse the givers of it.