The Spanish Tragedy (Hieronimo is Mad Again) · chunk 12 of 41
Kyd, Thomas · published 1592 · first performed or written 1587 [1585-1589; revised c.1597(?) and 1601-2] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 483 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
O sleep mine eyes, see not my love profaned, Be deaf my ears, hear not my discontent, Die heart, another joys what thou deservest. Watch still mine eyes, to see this love disjoined, Hear still mine ears, to hear them both lament, Live heart to joy at fond Horatio's fall. Why stands Horatio speechless all this while? The less I speak, the more I meditate. But whereon dost thou chiefly meditate? On dangers past, and pleasures to ensue. On pleasures past, and dangers to ensue. What dangers, and what pleasures dost thou mean? Dangers of war, and pleasures of our love. Dangers of death, but pleasures none at all. Let dangers go, thy war shall be with me, But such a warring, as breaks no bond of peace. Speak thou fair words, i'll cross them with fair words, Send thou sweet looks, i'll meet them with sweet looks, Write loving lines, i'll answer loving lines, Give me a kiss, i'll countercheck thy kiss, Be this our warring peace, or peaceful war. But gracious madam, then appoint the field, Where trial of this war shall first be made. Ambitious villain, how his boldness grows! Then be thy father's pleasant bower the field, Where first we vowed a mutual amity: The Court were dangerous, that place is safe: Our hour shallbe when Vesper gins to rise, That summons home distressful travelers. There none shall hear us but the harmless birds. Happily the gentle Nightingale, Shall carol us asleep ere we be ware. And singing with the prickle at her breast, Tell our delight and mirthful dalliance. Till then each hour will seem a year and more. But honey sweet, and honourable love. Return we now into your father's sight, Dangerous suspicion waits on our delight. ay, danger mixed with jealous despite, Shall send thy soul into eternal night. Brother of Castille, to the PRINCE's love: What says your daughter Bel-imperia? Although she coy it as becomes her kind, And yet dissemble that she loves the Prince: I doubt not I, but she will stoop in time. And were she froward, which she will not be, Yet herein shall she follow my advice, Which is to love him or forego my love. Then Lord Ambassador of Portingale, Advise thy King to make this marriage up, For strengthening of our late confirmed league, I know no better means to make us friends. Her dowry shall be large and liberal, Besides that, she is daughter and half heir, Unto our brother here DONE Ciprian, And shall enjoy the moiety of his land. I'll grace her marriage with an uncles gift, And this it is, in case the match go forward, The tribute which you pay shallbe released, And if by Balthazar she have a Son, He shall enjoy the kingdom after us. I'll make the motion to my sovereign Liege, And work it if my counsel may prevail.
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O sleepe mine eyes, see not my loue prophande, Be deafe my eares, heare not my discontent, Dye hart, another ioyes what thou deseruest. Watch still mine eyes, to see this loue disioynd, Heare still mine eares, to heare them both lament, Liue hart to ioy at fond Horatios fall. Why stands Horatio speecheles all this while? The lesse I speak, the more I meditate. But whereon doost thou chiefely meditate? On dangers past, and pleasures to ensue. On pleasures past, and dangers to ensue. What dangers, and what plesures doost thou mean▪ Dangers of warre, and pleasures of our loue. Dangers of death, but pleasures none at all. Let dangers goe, thy warre shall be with me, But such a warring, as breakes no bond of peace. Speak thou faire words, ile crosse them with faire words, Send thou sweet looks, ile meet them with sweet looks▪ Write louing lines, ile answere louing lines, Giue me a kisse, ile counterchecke thy kisse, Be this our warring peace, or peacefull warre. But gratious Madame, then appoint the field, Where triall of this warre shall first be made. Ambitious villaine, how his boldenes growes ▪ Then be thy fathers pleasant bower the field, Where first we vowd a mutuall amitie: The Court were dangerous, that place is safe: Our howre shalbe when Vesper ginnes to rise, That summons home distresfull trauellers. There none shall heare vs but the harmeles birds. Happelie the gentle Nightingale, Shall carroll vs a sleepe ere we be ware. And singing with th prickle at her breast, Tell our delight and mirthfull dailiance. Till then each houre will seeme a yeere and more. But honie sweet, and honorable loue. Returne we now into your fathers sight, Dangerous suspition waits on our delight. I, danger mixt with iealous despite, Shall send thy soule into eternall night. Brother of Castile, to the Princes loue: What saies your daughter Bel-imperia? Although she coy it as becomes her kinde, And yet dissemble that sheloues the Prince: I doubt not I, but she will stoope in time. And were she froward, which she will not be, Yet heerein shall she follow my aduice, Which is to loue him or forgoe my loue. Then Lord Embassadour of Portingale, Aduise thy King to make this marriage vp, For strengthening of our late confirmed league, I know no better meanes to make vs freends. Her dowry shall be large and liberall, Besides that, she is daughter and halfe heire, Vnto our brother heere Don Cipi, And shall eioy the moitie of his land. Ile grace her marriage with an vnckes gift, And this it is, in case the match goe forward, The tribute which you pay shalbe releast, And if by Balthazar she haue a Sonne, He shall enioy the kingdome after vs. Ile make the motion to my soueraigne Liege, And worke it if my counsaile may preuaile.