Lower, William · published 1639 · first performed or written 1639 [c.1622-1639] (Annals) not in BritDrama T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so typicality 0.84 · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
Yea so much we love, And honour your brave spirit and resolution, As these your faithful friends shall not more close Stick to your side in fortune's doubtful chance Than we, whom you have honoured with the name Of your poor soldiers. My kind thanks to all: Now for this wealth which we have purchased With glory to ourselves, I will distribute And equally divide it 'mongst you all: As for my part, I will not take one denier, But freely give it you in recompense Of your good service. we'll not yield to this, All shall be yours, our lives too at your service, And we beseech you take it. 'Tis a meed Due to your valours, therefore I command you Enjoy it freely: now I must acquaint you Further with my intentions, which shall be To raise your fortunes, and procure your good. In brief, I do resolve forthwith to send A messenger unto th' Arabian King, Your native Lord, to offer in his aid All our assistance 'gainst the Persian Prince, And to come over to him with proviso, That he shall pardon, and no more remember The trespasses you did commit against him: Which he will willingly embrace, I know, And more beside, bestow preferments on you, Endeared the more unto us by affection For this our service, which serves as a prologue To usher in our welcome: condescend you To this I do propose? With willing hearts. And count it a religious piece of service To help our King and Country. I am glad You are so altered in your inclination And rudeness of your nature: but where is The fair Lucinda, and old Consolario? Fair Lady, welcome, you have made this place Poor by your absence. But you have enriched it With your fair presence Sir. I'm sorry Lady That we must part so soon: the Prince of Persia Is come to fetch you with a mighty army, Who claims you as his wife, therefore in justice And conscience too, we cannot hold you from him: You shall have all that is your own, and more, we'll wait upon you as becomes the state Of such a mighty Princess, with a guard To safe conduct you to the Persian camp. How is your mind disposed? Unkind Amandus, More cruel far than proud Narcissus was Unto the constant Nymph that loved him so, More savage hearted then the boy Adonis, That scorned the love of Venus, these were never Half so beloved as you, yet will you leave me To die in your disdain, and put me over To him I cannot love? unkind Amandus! Sweet Lady, think I do prefer your good Before mine own, misconstrue not my words, For I do speak this for your great advantage, If you conceive me rightly, but we will not Force you to any thing against your will: I'm sorry that you will participate Our evil fortunes, and refuse to live The Persian Empress, 'twas for this I did Persuade you unto what I did.
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Yea so much we love, And honour your brave spirit and resolution, As these your fathfull friendes ll not more close Stick to your side in fortunes doubtfull chance Then we, whom you have honour'd with the name Of your poore souldiers. My kinde thankes to all: Now for this wealth which we have purchased With glory to our selves, I will distribute And equally divide it 'mongst you all: As for my part, I will not take one denier, But freely give it you in recompence Of your good service. Wee'l not yeeld to this, All shall be yours, our lives too at your service, And we beseech you take it. 'Tis a meed Due to your valours, therefore I command you Enjoy it freely: now I must acquaint you Further with my intentions, which shall be To raise your fortunes, and procure your good. In briefe, I doe resolve forthwith to send A messenger unto th' Arabian King, Your native Lord, to offer in his ayd All our assistance 'gainst the Persian Prince, And to come over to him with proviso, That he shall pardon, and no more remember The trespasses you did commit against him: Which he will willingly embrace, I know, And more besides, bestow preferments on you, Endeer'd the more unto us by affection For this our service, which serves as a prologue To usher in our welcome: condescend you To this I doe propose? With willing hearts. And count it a religious piece of service To helpe our King and Country. I am glad You are so alter'd in your inclination And rudenesse of your nature: but where is The faire Lucinda, and old Consolario? Faire Lady, welcome, you have made this place Poore by your absence. But you have enricht it With your faire presence Sir. I'm sorry Lady That we must part so one: the Prince of Persia Is come to fetch you with a mighty army, Who claimes you as his wife, therefore in justice And conscience too, we cannot hold you from him: You shall have all that is your owne, and more, Wee'l wait upon you as becomes the state Of such a mighty Princesse, with a guard To safe conduct you to the Persian campe. How is your minde dispos'd? Vnkinde Amandus, More cruell farre then proud Narcissus was Vnto the constant Nymph that lov'd him so, More salvage hearted then the boy Adonis, That scorn'd the love of Venus, these were never Halfe so belov'd as you, yet will you leave me To dye in your disdaine, and put me over To him I cannot love? unkinde Amandus! Sweet Lady, thinke I doe preferre your good Before mine owne, misconstrue not my words, For I doe speake this for your great advantage, If you conceive me rightly, but we will not Force you to any thing against your will: I'm sorry that you will participate Our evill fortunes, and refuse to live The Persian Empresse, 'twas for this I did Perswade you unto what I did.