Shirley, James · published 1639 · first performed or written 1626 [licensed for stage, Feb 9] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 493 words
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Ansilva? somebody calls me, who is it? It is I Valasco What comes he back for? I hope the poison does Not work already, where have you disposed her. Disposed whom? My Lady Berinthia. Let me alone to dispose her, prithee where's the light? Show us the way. What way? The way to her chamber? come, I know what You are sick of, here each minute is an age till I possess Berinthia. This is pretty, I hope my lady is well. Well? My Lady Berinthia sir. Do you mock me? I mock you? I shall grow angry, lead me to Berinthia's chamber, or— Why sir, were not you here even now, and hurried Her away, I have your gold well fare all good tokens; I have performed my duty already sir, and you had my Lady. I am abused you are a cunning Devil, I hear and had Berinthia, tell me, or with this pistol, I will soon Reward thy treachery, where Berinthia? Oh I beseech you do not fright me so, if you were Not here even now, here was another that called Himself Valasco, to whom I gave access, and He has carried her away. Am I awake? or do I dream this horror: Where am I? who does know me, are you friends Of Don Valasco? Do you doubt us sir? I doubt myself, who am I Our noble friend Valasco, 'tis so, I am Valasco, all the Furies Circle me round, oh teach me to be mad, I am abused, insufferably tormented, My very soul is whipped, it had been safer For Catalina to have played with Serpents. Thou talkest of wonders, where is Valasco? He was here even now. Who named Valasco? 'twas I, Catalina, here. Could you pick none out of the stock of man To mock but me, so basely? Valasco be yourself, resume your virtue. My thoughts are clear from your abuse, it is No time to vent our passions, fruitless rages, Some hath abused us both, but a revenge As swift as lightning shall pursue their flight: Oh I could fear my brains, as you respect Your honour's safety, or Berinthia's love; Haste to your lodging, which being near our house, You shall be sent for; seem to be raised up, Let us alone to make a noise at home, Fearful as thunder; try the event, this cannot Do any hurt, you Ansilva shall With clamours wake the household cunningly, While I prepare myself. I will suspend awhile. Help, help, thieves, villains, murder my Lady: Help oh my Lord, my Lady, murder thieves help. What fearful cry is this, where are you? Here oh I am almost killed. Ansilva where art hurt? All over sir, my Lady Berinthia is carried away By Ruffians, that broke into her chamber, alas Sees gone. Whether? which way? My sister Berinthia is violently ta'en out of her Chamber, and here's Ansilva hurt, see look about, Berinthia sister.
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Ansilva? Some body calls me, who is it? It is I Valasco What comes he backe for? I hope the poyson does Not worke already, where have you dispos'd her. Dispos'd whom? My Lady Berinthia. Let me alone to dispose her, prethee where's the light? Shew us the way. What way? The way to her chamber? come, I know what You are sicke of, here each minute is an age till I possesse Berinthia. This is pretty, I hope my lady is well. Well? My Lady Berinthia sir. Doe you mocke me? I mocke you? I shall grow angry, lead me to Berinthias chamber, or— Why sir, were not you here even now, and hurried Her away, I have your gold well fare all good tokens; I have perform'd my duty already sir, and you had my Lady. I am abus'd you are a cunning Devill, I heare and had Berinthia, tell me, or with this pistoll, I will soone Reward thy treachery, where Berinthia? Oh I beseech you doe not fright me so, if you were Not here even now, here was another that call'd Himselfe Valasco, to whom I gave accesse, and He has carried her away. Am I awake? or doe I dreame this horrour: Where am I? who does know me, are you friends Of Don Valasco? Doe you doubt us sir? I doubt my selfe, who am I Our noble friend Valasco, Tis so, I am Valasco, all the Furies Circle me round, oh teach me to be mad, I am abus'd, infufferably tormented, My very soule is whipt, it had beene safer For Catalina to have plaid with Serpents. Thou talkest of wonders, where is Valasco? He was here even now. Who nam'd Valasco? Twas I, Catalina, here. Could you picke none out of the stocke of man To mocke but me, so basely? Valasco be your selfe, resume your vertue. My thoughts are cleare from your abuse, it is No time to vent our passions, fruitlesse rages, Some hath abus'd us both, but a revenge As swift as lightning shall pursue their flight: Oh I could feare my braines, as you respect Your honoures safety, or Berinthias love; Haste to your lodging, which being nere our house, You shall be sent for; seeme to be rais'd up, Let us alone to make a noise at home, Fearefull as thunder; try the event, this cannot Doe any hurt, you Ansilva shall With clamors wake the houshold cunningly, While I prepare my selfe. I will suspend awhile. Helpe, helpe, theeves, villaines, murder my Lady: Helpe oh my Lord, my Lady, murder theeves helpe. What fearefull cry is this, where are you? Here oh I am almost kil'd. Ansilva where art hurt? All over sir, my Lady Berinthia is carried away By Ruffians, that broke into her chamber, alas Sees gone. Whether? which way? My sister Berinthia is violently tane out of her Chamber, and heres Ansilva hurt, see looke about, Berinthia sister.