Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
He is as lights in Scenes at Masques, what glorious show so ere he makes without, I that set him there, know why, and how; but here he is.— Come Iolas. and since the Heavens decreed, the man whom thou shouldst envy, should be such, That all men else must do't; be not ashamed thou once we●… guilty of it; but bless them, that they give thee now a means, to make a friendship with him, and vouchsafe to find thee out a way to love, where well thou couldst not hate. What means my Lord? Here, here he stands that has preserved us all! that sacrific'd unto a ●…u lique good, (the dearest private good we mortals have) Frien●…hip: gave into ourarmes the Prince, when nothing but the sword (perchance a ruin) was left to do it. How could I chide my love, and my ambition now, that thrust me upon such a quarrel? here I do vow— Hold, do not vow my Lord, let it deserve it first; and yet (if Heaven bless honest men's intents) 'tis not impossible. My Lord, you will be pleased to inform him in particulars, I must be gone.— the King I fear already has been left too long alone. Stay— the hour and place. Eleven, under the Terrace walk; I will not fail you there. I had forgot:— ●…may be, the small remainder of those lost men that were of the Conspiracy, will come along with him: 'twere best to have some chosen of the Guard within our call— Honest, and careful Ziriff: how now Planet struck?— This Ziriff will grow great with all the world. Shallow man! short sightedder than Travellers in mists, or women that outlive themselves; dost thou not see, that whilst he does prepare a Tomb with one hand for his friend, he digs a Grave with th'other for himself? How so? Dost think he shall not feel the weight of this, as well as poor Thersames? Shall we then kill him too at the same instant? And say, the Prince made an unlucky thrust. Right. Dull, dull, he must not die so uselessly. As when we wipe of filth from any place, we throw away the thing that made it cleane, so this once done, he's gone. Thou know'st the People love the Prince, to their rage something the State must offer up; who fitter than thy rival and my enemy? Rare! our witness will be taken. Pish! let me alone. The Giants that made mountains ladders, and thought to take great Iove by force, were fools: not hill on hill, but plot on plot, does make us sit above, and laugh at all below us.— Madam, 'twill make you melancholy, I'll sing the Prince's Song, that's sad enough. What you will Sir. NO, no, fair Heretic, it needs must be But an ill Love in me, And worse for thee.
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Hee is as lights in Scenes at Masques, what glorious shew so ere hee makes without, I that set him there, know why, and how; but here hee is.— Come Iols. and since the Heav'ns decreed, the man whom thou should'st envie, should be such, That all men else must doo't; be not asham'd thou once we guiltie of it; but blesse them, that they give thee now a meanes, to make a friendship with him, and vouchsafe to finde thee out a way to love, where well thou could'st not hate. What meanes my Lord? Here, here hee stands that has preserv'd us all! that sacrifi'd unto a u lique good, (the dearest private good wee mortalls have) Frienhip: gave into ourarmes the Prince, when nothing but the sword (perchance a ruine) was left to doe it. How could I chide my love, and my ambition now, that thrust mee upon such a quarrell? here I doe vow— Hold, doe not vow my Lord, let it deserve it first; and yet (if Heav'n blesse honest mens intents) 'tis not impossible. My Lord, you will be pleas'd to informe him in particulars, I must be gone.— the King I feare already has beene left too long alone. Stay—the houre and place. Eleven, under the Tarras walke; I will not faile you there. I had forgot:— may be, the small remainder of those lost men that were of the Conspiracie, will come along with him: 'twere best to have some chosen of the Guard within our call— Honest, and carefull Ziriff: how now Planet strooke?— This Ziriff will grow great with all the world. Shallow man! short sightedder than Travellers in mists, or women that outlive themselves; do'st thou not see, that whil'st hee does prepare a Tombe with one hand for his friend, hee digs a Grave with th'other for himselfe? How so? Do'st thinke hee shall not feele the weight of this, as well as poore Thersames? Shall wee then kill him too at the same instant? And say, the Prince made an unluckie thrust. Right. Dull, dull, hee must not dye so uselesly. As when wee wipe of filth from any place, wee throw away the thing that made it cleae, so this once done, hee's gone. Thou know'st the People love the Prince, to their rage something the State must offer up; who fitter than thy rivall and my enemy? Rare! our witnesse will be taken. Pish! let mee alone. The Giants that made mountaines ladders, and thought to take great Iov by force, were fooles: not hill on hill, but plot on plot, does make us sit above, and laugh at all below us.— Madam, 'twill make you melancholly, Ile sing the Prince's Song, that's sad enough. What you will Sir. NO, no, faire Heretique, it needs must bee But an ill Love in mee, And worse for thee.