Lower, William · published 1639 · first performed or written 1639 [c.1622-1639] (Annals) not in BritDrama T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so typicality 0.71 · 507 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
Well for this time we pardon you, yet because you shall learn next how to behave yourselves better, and to make use of a booty when 'tis offered unto you, we will case you of this burden, come your bags, Sir your bags. And yours Sir, dispatch we must have them all, Henceforth my friends agree, and differ not In the division of your boot, nor give The world occasion to traduce our fame By confirmation of this proverb old, When thieves fall out, true men come by their gold. WHat should I think my Lord of this delay, That holds so long the Princess of my life, My fair Lucinda from me, do not you Measure the time, and wonder what should be, Th' occasion of her stay? methinks 'tis strange! I wonder not at all Prince Perseus, Nor scarce expect her yet, for but consider The distance of these kingdoms, and the tract Of ground twixt Egypt and the Persian Realm, And you must then conclude that this is not A work of three days' journey. Then my hopes And languishing desires to see my love Err in the computation of the time, Fancying three days three years, but by your leave, Was't not reported in this Court of Persia More than a moneth agone that she was ready With her Egyptian train to take her journey? 'Tis true 'twas so reported, yet it might Be a false rumour, grant the contrary That truth and it concurred, yet many things Happen you know between the cup and the lip. The Princess then might have been indisposed To health and sick and so unapt to travel, Or else he royal Father and my king (Which heavens defend) might be affected with His old disease, and she loath to depart Before he had recovered better state; Innumerable other things might happen Which now I cannot think of, but suppose She had at home no let or interruption, Yet must they pass the red sea, or be forced To come about by isthmus overland, Then travel through the deserts of Arabia, Which is a tedious way and not so soon To be o'ercome as you suppose it is. It may be so, my Lord Ambassador, These are the reasons or such like as these, But my Prophetical my Delphic mind Prompts me alas unto another cause More probable, I fear that glorious Orb Where my fair star moves in (I mean your land,) Made glorious by her lustre, and envied By all the neighbouring kingdoms round about, Should now grow proud, & scorn her beams should grace, Besides their own, another Hemisphere, What think you Sir of this? It cannot be Your princely mind should harbour such conceit, To think our land so dull, as not to see The greatness of this empire, and the honour Egypt receives to match with Persia; But I interpret otherwise your speech Applying it unto the power of love, Whose force is such as it will draw a man Into Poetic raptures,
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Well for this time wee pardon you, yet because you shall learne next how to behave your selves better, and to make use of a booty when tis offered unto you, wee will case you of this burthen, come your bags, Sir your bags. And yours Sir, dispatch we must have them all, Henceforth my friends agree, and differ not In the division of your boot, nor give The world occasion to traduce our fame By confirmation of this proverb old, When theeves fall out, true men come by their gold. VVHat should I think my Lord of this delay, That holds so long the Princesse of my life, My faire Lucinda from me, doe not you Measure the time, and wonder what should be, Th' occasion of her stay? me thinks 'tis strange! I wonder not at all Prince Perseus, Nor scarce expect her yet, for but consider The distance of thse kingdomes, and the tract Of ground 'twixt Egypt and the Persian Realme, And you must then conclude that this is not A worke of three dayes journey. Then my hopes And languishing desires to see my love Erre in the computation of the time, Fancying three dayes three yeeres, but by your leave, Was't not reported in this Court of Persia More then a moreth agone that she was ready With her Egiptian traine to take her journey? 'Tis true 'twas so reported, yet it might Be a false rumour, grant the contrary That truth and it concurr'd, yet many thinges Happen you know between the cup and the lip. The Princesse then might have been indispos'd To health and sick and so unapt to travell, Or else he royall Father and my king (Which heavens defend) might be affected with His old disease, and she loath to depart Before he had recovered better state; Innumerable other thinges might happen Which now I cannot thinke of, but suppose She had at home no let or interuption, Yet must they passe the red sea, or be forc'd To come about by Istmus overland, Then travell through the desarts of Arabia, Which is a tedious way and not so soone To be o'recame as you suppose it is. It may be so, my Lord Embassadour, These are the reasons or such like as these, But my Propheticall my Delphick minde Prompts me alas unto another cause More probable, I feare that glorious Orbe Where my faire starre moves in (I meane your land,) Made glorious by her lustre, and envied By all the neighbouring kingdomes round about, Should now grow proud, & scorn her beams should grace, Bsides their owne, another Hemisphere, What thinke you Sir of this? It cannot be Your princely minde should harbour such conceit, To thinke our land so dull, as not to see The greatnesse of this empire, and the honour Egypt receives to match with Persia; But I interpret oherwise your speech Applying it unto the power of love, Whose force is such as it will draw a man Into Poetick raptures,