Anonymous · published 1592 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1589-1592] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T57 Ships, merchants and pirates · 467 words
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I will my lord: lord Marshal, it is his highness pleasure That you commend him to Erastus' soul. Here ends my dear Erastus' tragedy, And now begins my pleasant Comedy, But if Perseda understand these news, Our scene will prove but tragicomical. Fear not my Lord, Lucina plays her part, And woos apace in Soliman's behalf. Then Brusor come, and with some few men, Let's sail to Rhodes with all convenient speed, For till I fold Perseda in mine arms, My troubled ears are deft with loves alarms. Now signor Basilisco, which like you, The Turkish or our nation best. That which your ladyship will have me like, I am deceived but you were circumcised, Indeed I was a little cut in the purpose. What means made you to steal back to Rhodes? The mighty pinckanied brand bearing God, To whom I am so long true servitor, When he espied my weeping floods of tears, For your depart, he bade me follow him: I followed him, he with his fire brand, Parted the seas, and we came over dry-shod. A matter not unlikely: but how chance, Your turkish bonnet is not on your head? Because I now am Christian again, And that by natural means, for as The old Cannon says very prettily, Nihill est tam naturali, quod eo modo colligatum est. And so forth: so I became a Turk to follow her, To follow her, am now returned a Christian. O Lady and mistress, weep and lament, And wring your hands, for my Master Is condemned and executed. Be patient sweet Perseda, the fool but jests, Ah ho, my nightly dreams foretold me this, Which foolish woman fondly I neglected, But say what death died my poor Erastus? Nay, God be praised, his death was reasonable, He was but strangled, But strangled, ah double death to me, But say, wherefore was he condemned to die? For nothing but high treason. What treason, or by whom was he condemned? Faith two great knights of the post, swore upon the Alcaron, that he would have fired the Turks Fleet. Was Brusor by? I. And Soliman? No but I saw where he stood, To here and see the matter well conveyed. Accursed Soliman, profane Alcaron, Lucina, came thy husband to this end? To lead a Lamb unto the slaughterhouse, Hast thou for this, in Soliman's behalf? With cunning words tempted my chastity, Thou shalt abye for both your treacheries, It must be so, Basilisco doest thou love me, speak, I more than I love either life or soul, What shall I stab the Emperor for thy sake. No, but Lucina if thou lovest me, kill her, The point will mar her skin. What darest thou not, give me the dagger then, There's a reward for all thy treasons past,
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I wil my lord: lord Marshal, it is his highnes pleasure That you commend him to Erastus soule. Heere ends my deere Erastus tragedie, And now begins my pleasant Comedie, But if Perseda vnderstand these newes, Our seane will prooue but tragicomicall. Feare not my Lord, Lucina plaies her part, And wooes apace in Solimans behalfe. Then Brusor come, and with some few men, Lets saile to Rhodes with all conuenient speede, For till I fould Perseda in mine armes, My troubled eares are deft with loues alarmes. Now signior Basilisco, which like you, The Turkish or our nation best. That which your ladiship will haue me like, I am deceiued but you were circumcised, Indeed I was a littlc cut in the porpuse. VVhat meanes made you to steale back to Rhodes▪ The mightie pinckanied brand bearing God, To whom I am so long true seruitour, When he espy de my weeping flouds of teares, For your depart, he bad me follow him: I followed him, he with his fier brand, Parted the seas, and we came ouer drieshod. A matter not vnlikely: but how chance, Your turkish bonet is not on your head? Because I now am Christian againe, And that by naturall meanes, for as The old Cannon saies verie pretily, Nihill est tam naturali, quod eo modo colligatum est. And so foorth: so I became a Turke to follow her, To follow her, am now returnd a Christian. O Lady and mistris, weepe and lament, And wring your hands, for my Maister Is condemnd and executed. Be patient sweete Perseda, the foole but iests, Ah ho, my nightly dreames foretould me this, Which foolish woman fondly I neglected, But say what death dyed my poore Erastus? Nay, God be praisd, his death was reasonable, He was but strangled, But strangled, ah double death to me, But say, wherefore was he condemnd to die? For nothing but hie treason. What treason, or by whom was he condemnd? Faith two great knights of the post, swore vpon the Alcaron, that he would haue firde the Turkes Fleete. VVas Brusor by? I. And Soliman? No but I saw where he stood, To heere and see the matter well conuaid. Accursed Soliman, prophane Alcaron, Lucina, came thy husband to this end? To lead a Lambe vnto the slaughterhouse, Hast thou for this, in Solimans behalfe? With cunning words tempted my chastitie, Thou shalt abie for both your trecheries, It must be so, Basilisco dooest thou loue me, speake, I more then I loue either life or soule, VVhat shall I stab the Emperout for thy sake. No, but Lucina if thou louest me, kill her, The point will marre her skin. What darest thou not, giue me the dagger then, Theres a reward for all thy treasons past,