The Spanish Tragedy (Hieronimo is Mad Again) · chunk 10 of 41
Kyd, Thomas · published 1592 · first performed or written 1587 [1585-1589; revised c.1597(?) and 1601-2] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 507 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
My Lord, for my sake leave these ecstasies, And doubt not but we'll find some remedy, Some cause there is that lets you not be loved: First that must needs be known and then removed. What if my Sister love some other Knight? My summers day will turn to winter's night. I have already found a stratage me, To sound the bottom of this doubtful theme. My Lord, for once you shall be ruled by me, Hinder me not whate'er you hear or see. By force of fire means will I cast about, To find the truth of all this question out. Ho Pedringano. signor. Vien que presto. Hath your Lordship any service to command me? I Pedringano service of import: And not to spend the time in trifling words, Thus stands the case; it is not long thou know'st, Since I did shield thee from my father's wrath, For thy conveyance in Andrea's love: For which thou wert adjudged to punishment, I stood betwixt thee and thy punishment: And since, thou knowest how I have favoured thee, Now to these favours will I add reward, Not with fair words, but store of golden coin, And lands and living joined with dignities, If thou but satisfy my just demand. Tell truth and have me for thy lasting friend. whate'er it be your Lordship shall demand, My bounden duty bids me tell the truth. If case it lie in me to tell the truth. Then Pedringano this is my demand, Whom loves my sister Bel-imperia? For she reposeth all her trust in thee: Speak man and gain both friendship and reward, I mean, whom loves she in Andrea's place? Alas my Lord, since Don Andrea's death, I have no credit with her as before, And therefore know not if she love or no. Nay if thou dally then I am thy foe, And fear shall force what friendship cannot win. Thy death shall bury what thy life conceals. Thou diest for more esteeming her then me. Oh stay my Lord. Yet speak the truth and I will guerdon thee, And shield thee from whatever can ensue. And will conceal whate'er proceeds from thee, But if thou dally once again, thou diest. If madam Bel-imperia be in love. What villain ifs and ands? O stay my Lord, she loves Horatio. What Don Horatio our Knight Marshal's son? even him my Lord. Now say, but how knowest thou he is her love? And thou shalt find me kind and liberal: Stand up I say, and fearless tell the truth. She sent him letters which myself perused, Full fraught with lines and arguments of love, Preferring him before Prince Balthazar. Swear on this cross, that what thou sayest is true, And that thou wilt conceal what thou hast told. I swear to both by him that made us all. In hope thine oath is true, here's thy reward, But if I prove thee perjured and unjust, This very sword whereon thou tookst thine oath, Shall be the worker of thy tragedy.
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My Lord, for my sake leaue these extasies, And doubt not but weele finde some remedie, Some cause there is that lets you not be loued: First that must needs be knowne and then remoued. What if my Sister loue some other Knight? My sommers day will turne to winters night. I haue already found a stratage me, To sound the bottome of this doubtfull theame▪ My Lord, for once you shall be rulde by me, Hinder me not what ere you heare or see. By force of fire meanes will I cast about, To finde the truth of all this question out. Ho Pedringano. Signior. Vien que presto. Hath your Lordship any seruice to command me? I Pedringano seruice of import: And not to spend the time in trifling words, Thus stands the case; it is not long thou knowst, Since I did shield thee from my fathers wrath, For thy conueiance in Andreas loue: For which thou wert adiudg'd to punishment▪ I stood betwixt thee and thy punishment: And since, thou knowest how I haue fauoured thee▪ Now to these fauours will I addereward, Not with faire woords, but store of golden coyne, And lands and liuing ioynd with dignities, If thou but satisfie my iust demaund. I'ell truth and haue me for thy lasting freend. What ere it be your Lordship shall demaund, My bounden duety bids me tell the truth. If case it lye in me to tell the truth. Then Pedringano this is my demaund, Whome loues my sister Bel-imperia? For she reposeth all her trust in thee: Speak man and gaine both freendship and reward, I meane, whome loues she in Andreas place? Alas my Lord, since Don Andreas death, I haue no credit with her as before, And therefore know not if she loue or no. Nay if thou dally then I am thy foe, And feare shall force what frendship cannot winne. Thy death shall bury what thy life conceales. Thou dyest for more esteeming her then me. Oh stay my Lord. Yet speak the truth and I will guerdon thee, And shield thee from what euer can ensue. And will conceale what ere proceeds from thee, But if thou dally once againe, thou diest. If Madame Bel-imperia be in loue. What villaine ifs and ands? O stay my Lord, she loues Horatio. What Don Horati our Knight Marshals sonne? Euen him my Lord. Now say, but how knowest thou he is her loue? And thou shalt finde me kinde and liberall: Stand vp I say, and feareles tell the truth. She sent him letters which my selfe perusde, Full fraught with lines and arguments of loue, Preferring him before Prince Balthazar. Sweare on this crosse, that what thou saiest is true, And that thou wilt conseale what thou hast tolde. I sweare to both by him that made vs all. In hope thine oath is true, heeres thy reward, But if I proue thee periurde and vniust, This very sword whereon thou tookst thine oath, Shall be the worker of thy tragedie.