Tancred and Gismund (Gismond of Salerne) · chunk 19 of 29
Wilmot, Robert / Hatton, Christopher / Noel, HenryAl., G.Stafford, Roderick · published 1591 · first performed or written 1567 [1567-1568; revised 1591] (Annals) tragedy · before the Court unassigned nearest T38 Death, parting and grief at court · 506 words
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As I do unto thee. To take his life who is my love to me. Have I then lost thy love? If he shall lose His life, that is my love. Thy love. Be gone. Return unto thy chamber. I will go. IF it please your highness hither have we brought This captive Earl as you commanded us. Whom (as we were foretold) even there we found Where by your majesty we were enjoined To watch for him. What more your highness wills, This heart and hand shall execute your hest. Iulio we thank your pains. Ah Palurin, Have we deserved in such traitorous sort Thou shouldst abuse our kingly courtesies, Which we too long in favour have bestowed Upon thy false-dissembling heart with us. What grief thou therewithal hast thrown on us What shame upon a house, what dire distress, Our soul endures, cannot be uttered. And durst thou villain dare to undermine Our daughter's chamber, durst thy shameless face Be bold to kiss her: th'rest we will conceal. Sufficeth that thou knowest I too well know All thy proceedings in thy private shames. herein what hast thou won? thine own content, With the displeasure of thy Lord and king. The thought whereof if thou hadst had in mind The least remorse of love and loyalty Might have restrained thee from so foul a fact. But Palurin, what may I deem of thee, Whom neither fear of gods, nor love of him (Whose Princely favour hath been thine uprear) Could quench the fuel of thy lewd desires. Wherefore content thee that we are resolved (And therefore laid to snare thee with this bait) That thy just death, with thine effused blood, Shall cool the heat and choler of our mood. My Lord the King, neither do I mislike Your sentence, nor do your smoking sighs Reached from the entrails of your boiling heart, Disturb the quiet of my calmed thoughts: For this I feel, and by experience prove, Such is the force and endless might of love, As never shall the dread of carrion death That hath envied our joys, invade my breast, For if it may be found a fault in me (That evermore have loved your Majesty) Likewise to honour and to love your child, If love unto you both may be a fault, That unto her my love exceeds compare, Than this hath been my fault, for which I joy That in the greatest lust of all my life, I shall submit for her sake to endure The pangs of death. Oh mighty Lord of love Strengthen thy vassal, boldly to receive Large wounds into this body for her sake. Then use my life or death, my Lord and king, For your relief to ease your grieved soul: For whether I live, or else that I must die, To end your pains I am content to bear: Knowing by death I shall bewray the truth Of that sound heart which living was her own, And died alive for her that lived mine,
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As I doe vnto thee. To take his life who is my loue to me. Haue I then lost thy loue? If he shal lose His life, that is my loue. Thy loue. Be gone. Returne vnto thy chamber. I wil goe. IF it please your highnes hither haue we broght This captiue Earl as you commanded vs. Whō (as we wer fortold) euen there we found Where by your maiesty we were inioin'd To watch for him. What more your highnes willes, This heart and hand shal execute your hest. Iulio we thank your paines. Ah Palurin, Haue we deserued in such traiterous sort Thou shouldst abuse our kingly courtesies, Which we too long in fauor haue bestowed Vpon thy false-dissembling hart with vs. What grief thou therewithal hast throwen on vs What shame vpon a house, what dire distresse, Our soul endures, cannot be vttered. And durst thou villen dare to vndermine Our daughters chamber, durst thy shameles face Be bolde to kisse her: th'rest we wil conceale. Sufficeth that thou knowest I too wel know All thy proceedings in thy priuat shames. Herin what hast thou wonne? thine own content, With the displeasure of thy Lord and king. The thought whereof if thou hadst had in mind The least remorce of loue and loyaltie Might haue restraind thee from so foule a fact. But Palurin, what may I deem of thee, Whom neither feare of gods, nor loue of him (Whose Princely fauor hath been thine vpreare) Could quench the fewel of thy lewd desires. Wherfore content thee that we are resolu'd (And therfore laid to snare thee with this bayt) That thy iust death, with thine effused blood, Shal coole the heate and choler of our mood. My Lord the ing, neither do I mislike Your sentence, nor do your smoking sighes Reacht from the entrals of your boiling heart, Disturbe the quiet of my calmed thoughts: For this I feele, and by experience proue, Such is the force and endlesse might of loue, As neuer shal the dread of carren death That hath enuide our ioyes, inuade my brest, For if it may be found a fault in me (That euermore haue lou'd your Maiestie) Likewise to honor and to loue your child, If loue vnto you both may be a fault, vnto her my loue exceedes compare, Then this hath been my fault, for which I ioy That in the greatest lust of all my life, I shall submitte for her sake to endure The pangues of death. Oh mighty Lord of loue Strengthen thy vassall, boldlie to receaue Large wounds into this body for her sake. Then vse my life or death, my Lord and king, For your reliefe to ease your grieued soule: For whether I liue, or els that I must die, To end your paines I am content to beare: Knowing by death I shall bewray the trueth Of that sound heart which liuing was her owne, And dide aliue for her that liued mine,