Glapthorne, Henry · published 1639 · first performed or written 1634 [1634-1639] [incorrect] (Annals) not in BritDrama · Globe unassigned nearest T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho · 500 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T18: king, lord, wallace, earl, edward, england, scotland, rebels, bruce, english.
By your fair self I'm real, do intend, What I've delivered with as much true zeal, As Anchorites do their prayers: I love your mind, Your excellent mind, and for its sake, the pure Shrine, which contains that blessing, this fair building, This palace of all happiness, and entreat you, As you have mercy in you, to take pity Upon my love's stern sufferings, and redress them, By your consent to take me for your husband. Sir you are an overhasty Lover, to imagine I can at first sight of your person, be Surprised and yield, they must be strong allurements, Must tempt a bashful Virgin still enured To no companion but her fears and blushes, To give her heart away, and live in thraldom, Unto a stranger. Love, Madam, has Eagles eyes; it can beget acquaintance, Even in a moment, suddenly as time, The time that does succeed it. Farewell. I will not have my overhasty zeal, Urge your mild sufferance further, pray think on me As one who've played my full extent of bliss, In your enjoying, think you are the land wrack, By which the brittle vessel of my hopes, Must through Loves-swelling Ocean be directed, To a safe harbour, honour me to kiss Your fair hand; Lady now farewell, no bliss Can be in love, till we know what it is. crowns are perpetual cares, and to their heads, That wear the wreath Imperial, are annexed. Foreign invasions oft may shake a state, But civil broils are the impetuous firebrands, That burn up Commonwealths; to quench A flame domestic we are met, which will Like fame increase, by going on; this late Revolt of Wallenstein. Perfidious slave! On whom your plenteous bounties showered so fast, They seemed to drown him, he whose great commands, Could not know aught above them, but yourself, The General of your forces of Gloyawe, Mechlenburg, Sagan, Fridland styled the Duke, He to invert your own Arms 'gainst yourself, Swells my vexed soul to think on't. 'Tis not words, Or aery threatenings will appease thy mischief, It must be done by force; Matthias Gallas, Have you according to our late commands, Given order for the levying new forces, To oppose this Traitor. Mighty Sir, I have, And seen them mustered. To what amounts their number. Threescore thousand A royal Army, had they been trained In Military discipline, experience Is half the soul of Arms, we will take order, To have them taught the exercise of Arms, By those Hungarians troops which we brought hither. Now sir, your business. Mighty sir, The Governor of Egers, Colonel Gordon, Attended by Lieutenant Colonel Butler, And Colonel Lesle do desire admittance Into your presence. Let them enter, They are his friends, and may perhaps discover Some of his treacheries: Noble strangers welcome, I do conceive 'tis business of importance Has drawn you hither, in Colonel Lesle's looks I read affairs of consequence, with which His active brain does teem, and fain would be By's tongue delivered.
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By your faire selfe I'm reall, do intend, What I've deliver'd with as much true zeale, As Anchorits do their prayers: I love your minde, Your excellent minde, and for its sake, the pure Shrine, which containes that blessing, this fair building, This pallace of all happinesse, and intreat you, As you have mercy in you, to take pitty Upon my loves stern sufferings, and redresse them, By your consent to take me for your husband. Sir you are an over-hasty Lover, to imagine I can at first sight of your person, be Surpriz'd and yeeld, they must be strong allurements, Must tempt a bashfull Virgin still inur'd To no companion but her feares and blushes, To give her heart away, and live in thraldome, Unto a stranger. Love, Madam, has Eagles eyes; it can beget acquaintance, Even in a moment, suddenly as time, The time that does succeed it. Farewell. I will not have my over-hasty zeale, Urge your mild sufferance further, pray think on me As one who've plaid my full extent of blisse, In your injoying, think you are the land wracke, By which the brittle vessell of my hopes, Must through Loves-swelling Ocean be directed, To a safe harbor, honour me to kisse Your faire hand; Lady now farewell, no blisse Can be in love, till we know what it is. Crownes are perpetuall cares, and to their heads, That weare the wreath Imperiall, are annext. Forraigne invasions oft may shake a state, But civill broyles are the impetuous fire-brands, That burne up Common-wealths; to quench A flame domesticke we are met, which will Like fame increase, by going on; this late Revolt of Wallenstein. Perfidious slave! On whom your plenteous bounties showr'd so fast, They seem'd to drown him▪ he whose great commands, Could not know ought above them, but your selfe, The Generall of your forces of Gloyawe, Mechlenburg, Sagan, Fridland stil'd the Duke, He to invert your owne Armes 'gainst your selfe, Swels my vext soule to thinke on't. 'Tis not words, Or aëry threatnings will appease thy mischiefe, It must be done by force; Matthias Gallas, Have you according to our late commands, Given order for the levying new forces, To oppose this Traytor. Mighty Sir, I have, And seen them mustred. To what amounts their number. Threescore thousand A royall Armie, had they been train'd In Military discipline, experience Is halfe the soule of Armes, we will take order, To have them taught the exercise of Armes, By those Hungarians troupes which we brought hither. Now sir, your businesse. Mighty sir, The Governor of Egers, Colonell Gordon, Attended by Lieutenant Colonell Butler, And Colonell Lesle doe desire admittance Into your presence. Let them enter, They are his friends, and may perhaps discover Some of his trecheries: Noble strangers welcome, I doe conceive 'tis businesse of importance Has drawne you hither, in Colonell Lesles lookes I reade affaires of consequence, with which His active braine does teeme, and faine would be By's tongue deliver'd.