Anonymous · published 1592 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1589-1592] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
I would my master had left Some other to be his agent here: Faith I am weary of the office already, What signior Tremomundo, That rid a pilgrimage to beg cakebread. O take me not unprovided, let me fetch my weapons. Why I meant nothing but a Basolus Manus. No, didst thou not mean to give me the privy stab? No by my troth sir. Nay if thou hadst, I had not feared thee I, I tell thee my skin holds out Pistol proof. Pistol proof? i'll try if it will hold out pin prove, O shoot no more great God I yield to thee. I see his skin is but pistol proof from the girdle upward What sudden agony was that? Why sawst thou not, how Cupid God of love, Not daring look me in the martial face, Came like a coward stealing after me, And with his pointed dart pricked my posteriors. Then here my opinion concerning that point, The Ladies of Rhodes hearing that you have lost, A capitol part of your Lady ware, Have made their petition to Cupid, To plague you above all other, As one prejudicial to their muliebrity, Now sir, Cupid seeing you already hurt before, Thinks it a greater punishment to hurt you behind, Therefore I would wish you to have an eye to the back door Sooth thou sayest, I must be fenced behind, I'll hang my target there. Indeed that will serve to bear of some blows, When you run away in a fray. Sirrah, sirrah, what art thou? That thus encroachest upon my familiarity, Without special admittance. Why do you not know me? I am Erastus' man. What art thou that petty pigmy, That challenged me at Rhode;: Whom I refused to combat for his minority, Where is Erastus I owe him chastisement in Perseda's quarrel. Do not you know that they are all friends, And Erastus married to Perseda, And Erastus made governor of Rhodes, And I left here to be their agent? O coelum, O terra, O maria Neptune, Did I turn Turk to follow her so far, The more shame for you. And is she linked in liking with my foe? That's because you were out of the way. O wicked Turk for to steal her hence. O wicked turn coat that would have her stay. The truth is, i'll be a Turk no more. And I fear thou wilt never prove good christian. I will after to take revenge. And i'll stay here about my masters business. Farewell Constantinople, I will to Rhodes. Farewell counterfeit fool, God send him good shipping: 'tis noised about, that Brusor is sent, To fetch my master back again, I cannot be well till I hear the rest of the news, Therefore I'll about it straight. Now Fortune what hast thou done in this latter act? I brought Perseda to the presence, Of Soliman the Turkish Emperor, And gave Lucina into Brusor's hands.
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I would my maister had left Some other to be his agent here: Faith I am wearie of the office alreadie, What Seigniour Tremomundo, That rid a pilgrimage to beg cakebread. O take me not vnprouided, let me fetch my weapons. Why I meant nothing but a Basolus Manus. No, didst thou not meane to giue me the priuie stab? No by my troth sir. Nay if thou hadst, I had not feard thee I, I tell thee my skin holds out Pistoll proofe. Pistoll proofe? ile trie if it will hold out pin prooue, O shoote no more great God I yeeld to thee. I see his skin is but pistol profe from the girdle vpward What sud daine agonie was that? VVhy sawst thou not, how Cupid God of loue, Not daring looke me in the marshall face, Came like a coward stealing after me, And with his pointed dart prickt my posteriors. Then here my opinion concerning that point, The Ladies of Rhodes hearing that you haue lost, A capitoll part of your Lady ware, Haue made their petition to Cupid, To plague you aboue all other, As one preiuditiall to their muliebritie, Now sir, Cupid seeing you alreadie hurt before, Thinkes it a greater punishment to hurt you behind, Therfore I would wish you to haue an eye to the back dore Sooth thou saiest, I must be fencd behinde, Ile hang my target there. Indeede that will serue to beare of some blowes, VVhen you run away in a fraye. Sirra, sirra, what art thou? That thus incrochest vpon my familiaritie, VVithout speciall admittance. VVhy do you not know me? I am Erastus man. VVhat art thou that pettie pigmie, That chalneged me at Rhode;: VVhom I refusd to combat for his minoritie, Where is Erastus I owe him chastisment in Persedas quarrel. Do not you know that they are all friends, And Erastus maryed to Perseda, And Erastus made gouernour of Rhodes, And I left heere to be their agent? O coelum, O terra, O maria Neptune, Did I turne Turke to follow her so far, The more shame for you. And is she linkt in liking with my foe? Thats because you were out of the way. O wicked Turque for to steale her hence. O wicked turne coate that would haue her staye. The trueth is, ile be a Turke no more. And I feare thou wilt neuer prooue good christian. I will after to take reuenge. And ile stay heere about my maisters busines. Farewell Constantinople, I will to Rhodes. Farewell counterfeit foole, God send him good shipping: Tis noisd about, that Brusor is sent, To fetch my maister backe againe, I cannot be well till I heare the rest of the newes, Therefore Ile about it straight. Now Fortune what hast thou done in this latter act? I brought Perseda to the presence, Of Soliman the Turkish Emperour, And gaue Lucina into Brusors hands.