Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.
Nay prithee stay a little longer and hear me; wilt thou leave me now at last, and frustrate the good opinion I have always had of thy simple plainness and constant service? have patience awhile, and I will accompany thee in thy journey; as for thy wife Nebulona (if that trouble thee) I shall rectify her in the truth of all thy actions. Who knocks there? go see, and bring me word before you grant entrance Nebulo. Who is it now? A very sweet faced Gentleman, so sooty as the Devil himself, I believe some Ambassador sent from Pluto and the fiends. whate'er he be admit him. God save you reverend Father. Welcome Sir, Although I have not seen your face before That I can well remember. May be so. But I have seen you often in this town Walking the streets, and read the character Of gravity and wisdom ciphered in Your aged face, wherein I think my judgement Nothing deceives me; and I do suppose You are an alien here as well as I, No natural Egyptian. I confess I am a stranger borne, and should be glad To know your name, your country and your business. I shall obey you, for my country, first 'Tis Aethiopia underneath the line, My name Sysimethres employed now As Legate from my sovereign King Hydaspes, Unto the Deputy here, to forbid him To meddle with the mines, out of whose bowels The Smaragds digged were, which appertain To none but to the crown of Aethiopia: Now Sir you know me, be not scrupulous To let me understand so much of you, Something doth prompt me strangely, that you have Some near relation to the gods, or else My Genius doth deceive me. Understand then, You do not err in your imagination, I am a Grecian borne, and sometimes Priest Unto Apollo in that sacred City Of Delphos, which Parnassus lofty tops, As with a wall, encompasseth about, And sweet Castalius pleasant springs refresh, There was I borne and bred, and exercised The office I was called to by the gods. Most venerable Priest, and holy Father, Let me beseech you tell me what mischance Drove you from thence to these remoter parts? The great misfortune that I had at home. I wonder at it, pray relate the manner. When you have heard my story to the end, Your wonder will forsake you. Then resolve me Upon your better knowledge and acquaintance I shall, till when excuse me. I'll not press you Beyond good manners; Sir, I saw you buy Some herbs and roots that grow in India And Aethiopia for your use last day; If so you please, I can produce you such As ne'er were better. Pray Sir let me see them, You must for these, good Sir, seek other chapmen, The Margaritas, the Smaragds, hyacinths, Are for a PRINCE's use, and not for mine: Each one alone is ransom for a King, My whole estate cannot buy one of them.
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Nay prethee ſtay a little longer and heare me; wilt thou leave me now at laſt, and fruſtrate the good opinion I have alwaies had of thy ſimple plainneſſe and conſtant ſervice? have patience awhile, and I will accompany thee in thy journey; as for thy wife Nebulona (if that trouble thee) I ſhall rectifie her in the truth of al thy actions. Who knockes there? go ſee, and bring me word before you grant entrance Nebulo. Who is it now? A very ſweet fac'd Gentleman, ſo ſooty as the Divell himſelfe, I believe ſome Embaſſadour ſent from Pluto and the fiends. What e'r he be admit him. God ſave you reverend Father. Welcome Sir, Although I have not ſeene your face before That I can well remember. May be ſo. But I have ſeene you often in this towne Walking the ſtreets, and read the character Of gravity and wiſdome ciphered in Your aged face, wherein I thinke my judgement Nothing deceives me; and I doe ſuppoſe You are an aliene here as well as I, No naturall Egyptian. I confeſſe I am a ſtranger borne, and ſhould be glad To know your name, your countrey and your buſineſſe. I ſhall obey you, for my countrey, firſt 'Tis Aethiopia underneath the line, My name Siſimethres imployed now As Legate from my ſoveraigne King Hydaſpes, Unto the Deputy here, to forbid him To meddle with the mines, out of whoſe bowells The Smaragds digged were, which appertaine To none but to the crowne of Aethiopia: Now Sir you know me, be not ſcrupulous To let me underſtand ſo much of you, Something doth prompt me ſtrangely, that you have Some neer relation to the gods, or elſe My Genius doth deceive me. Underſtand then, You doe not erre in your imagination, I am a Grecian borne, and ſometimes Prieſt Unto Apollo in that ſacred City Of Delphos, which Parnaſſus lofty tops, As with a wall, encompaſſeth about, And ſweet Caſtalius pleaſant ſprings refreſh, There was I borne and bred, and exercis'd The office I was call'd to by the gods. Most venerable Prieſt, and holy Father, Let me beſeech you tell me what miſchance Drove you from thence to theſe remoter parts? The great misfortune that I had at home. I wonder at it, pray relate the manner. When you have heard my ſtory to the end, Your wonder will forſake you. Then reſolve me Upon your better knowledge and acquaintance I ſhll, till when excuſe me. I'll not preſſe you Beyond good manners; Sir, I ſaw you buy Some herbs and roots that grow in India And Aethiopia for your uſe laſt day; If ſo you pleaſe, I can produce you ſuch As ne'r were better. Pray Sir let me ſee them, You muſt for theſe, good Sir, ſeeke other chapmen, The Margaritas, the Smaragds, Hiacinths, Are for a Princes uſe, and not for mine: Each one alone is ranſome for a King, My whole eſtate cannot buy one of them.