The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 60 of 63
Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.75 · 501 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
Your unfortunate one, to see that little he had wrought with much care so soon decayed again, yet I hope I shall this time be more happy in my cure, before I brought but Physic for your grief, but now I bring you joy itself, it makes me bold and assures me of my welcome, though thus without leave I enter. He needs no ceremony that can say your brother lives. My brother? O where? and how? alas it cannot be, why do ye mock my sadness? thus such false hopes as these make more wretched. I dare not play with holy things, nor would I defer your hopes, much less delude 'em; he came along with me, and stayed but till I had thus prepared his way: I know to have given him you, as you imagine, had been twice only to have taken him away, no danger threatened him but his own discontent. The King among his first cares provided for his safety: he shall himself confirm my words. Pray stay, I do believe and ask you pardon, but now I am certain of him. I would not at first show any signs of joy, I have thought a way to entertain him, Rodia, fetch the paper that lies within upon the Table, so: now Sir, you may admit him. Here let me alone be happy, without a covetous wish of what I have lost. O Eudora! wonder not at my excessive passion, misery lays stronger bonds of love then nature, and they are more one whom the same misfortune joined together, than whom the same womb gave life. But stay my brother, I knowledge that you say most true, and was no less surprised at first to hear of this your safety, for when I once believed you dead that you were alive again, was a greater good than I could give credit to. But when I consider the cause of my grief and gladness: and found it was merely the name of brother, nay not so much the dishonour of our name only, with tears I threw away, what with tears I sought for, look on this unworthy man. Here you are dissected, and see if I ought to mourn for any part being lost, or rejoice for any that safe in the whole Anatomy. O be not too severe, but suddenly give that joy you have prepared for him. Now I meet your love, pardon me my brother, I was to rejoice at this your sadness, before I could share with you in another joy. Madam, the King's hard by. The King? Yes, he sent before that he would visit me, what will you do? Not see him willingly at this time. Sir, you need not, he understands the nature of, your losses, and will not expect so suddenly to see you. Stay within till he be gone. Madam, I'll meet the King, and meet upon him in. Did you say this was the King's mercy?
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Your unfortunate one, to see that litle he had wrought with much care so soone decay'd againe, yet I hope I shall this time be more happie in my cure, before I brought but Physicke for your greife, but now I bring you joy it selfe, it makes me bold and assures me of my wellcome, though thus without leave I enter. He needs noe ceremony that can say your brother lives. My brother? O where? and how? alas it cannot be, why doe yee mocke my sadnes? thus such false hopes as these make more wretched. I dare not play with holy things, nor would I deferr your hopes, much lesse delu'd 'em; he came along with me, and stayd but till I had thus prepar'd his way: I know to have given him you, as you immagine, had beene twice onely to have taken him away, noe danger threatened him but his owne discontent. The King among his first cares provided for his safety: he shall himselfe confirme my words. Pray stay, I doe beleeve and aske you pardon, but now I am certaine of him. I would not at first shew any signes of joy, I have thought a way to entertaine him, Rodia, fetch the paper that lyes within upon the Table, so: now Sr, you may admit him. Here let me alone be happy, without a covetous wish of what I have lost. O Eudora! wonder not at my excessive passion, misery layes stronger bonds of love then nature, and they are more one whom the same misfortune joynd together, then whom the same wombe gave life. But stay my brother, I knowledge that you say most true, and was noe lesse surpriz'd at first to heare of this your safety, for when I once beleev'd you dead that you were alive againe, was a greater good then I could give credit to. But when I consider the cause of my greese and gladnesse: and found it was merely the name of brother, nay not so much the dishonor of our name onely, with teares I threw away, what with teares I sought for, looke on this unworthy man. Heere you are discected, and see if I ought to mourne for any part being lost, or rejoyce for any that safe in the whole Anotamy. O be not too severe, but suddenly give that joy you have prepared for him. Now I meet your love, pardon me my brother, I was to rejoyce at this your sadnesse, before I could share with you in another joy. Madam, the King's hard by. The King? Yes, he sent before that he would visite me, what will you doe? Not see him willingly at this time. Sir, you need not, he understands the nature of, your losses, and will not expect so suddenly to see you. Stay within till he be gone. Madam, I'le meet the King, and meete upon him in. Did you say this was the King's mercy?