The Spanish Tragedy (Hieronimo is Mad Again) · chunk 32 of 41
Kyd, Thomas · published 1592 · first performed or written 1587 [1585-1589; revised c.1597(?) and 1601-2] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 513 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
Renowned King, I come not as thou thinkst, With doubtful followers, unresolved men, But such as have upon thine articles, Confirmed thy motion and contented me. Know sovereign, I come to solemnize The marriage of thy beloved Niece, Fair Bel-imperia with my Balthazar. With thee my Son, whom sith I live to see; Here take my Crown, I give it her and thee, And let me live a solitary life, In ceaseless prayers, To think how strangely heaven hath thee preserved. See brother, see, how nature strives in him, Come worthy Viceroy and accompany Thy friend, with thine extremities: A place more private fits this princely mood. Or here or where your highness thinks it good. Nay stay Lorenzo, let me talk with you, Seest thou this entertainment of these Kings? I do my Lord, and joy to see the same. And knowest thou why this meeting is? For her my Lord, whom Balthazar doth love, And to confirm their promised marriage. She is thy Sister? Who Bel-imperia, I my gracious Lord, And this is the day, that I have longed so happily to see. Thou wouldst be loath that any fault of thine, Should intercept her in her happiness. heavens will not let Lorenzo err so much, Why then Lorenzo listen to my words: It is suspected and reported too, That thou Lorenzo wrong'st Hieronimo. And in his suits towards his Majesty, Still keep'st him back, and seeks to cross his suit. That I my Lord? I tell thee Son myself have heard it said, When to my sorrow I have been ashamed To answer for thee, though thou art my son, Lorenzo, knowest thou not the common love, And kindness that Hieronimo hath won, By his deserts within the Court of Spain? Or seest thou not the K. my brother's care, In his behalf, and to procure his health? Lorenzo, shouldst thou thwart his passions, And he exclaim against thee to the King, What honour wert in this assembly, Or what a scandal wert among the Kings, To hear Hieronimo exclaim on thee. Tell me, and look thou tell me truly too, Whence grows the ground of this report in Court. My L. it lies not in Lorenzo's power, To stop the vulgar liberal of their tongues: A small advantage makes a water breach, And no man lives that long contenteth all. myself have seen thee busy to keep back, Him and his supplications from the King. yourself my L. hath seen his passions, That ill beseemed the presence of a King, And for I pitied him in his distress, I held him thence with kind and courteous words, As free from malice to Hieronimo, As to my soul my Lord. Hieronimo my son, mistakes thee then, My gracious Father, believe me so he doth, But what's a silly man distract in mind. To think upon the murder of his son: Alas, how easy is it for him to err? But for his satisfaction and the worlds, 'twere good my L. that Hieronimo and I, Were reconciled, if he misconstrue me.
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Renowmed King, I come not as thou thinkst▪ With doubtfull followers, vnresolued men, But such as haue vpon thine articles, Confirmed thy motion and contented me. Know soueraigne, I come to solemnize The marriage of thy beloued Neece, Faire Bel-imperia with my Balthazar. With thee my Sonne, whom sith I liue to see▪ Heere take my Crowne, I giue it her and thee, And let me liue a solitarie life, In ceaselesse praiers, To think how strangely heauen hath thee preserued. See brother, see, how nature striues in him, Come worthy Vice-roy and accompany Thy freend, with thine extremities: A place more priuate fits this princely mood. Or heere or where your highnes thinks it good. Nay stay Loenzo, let me talke with you, Seest thou this entertainement of thse Kings? I doe my Lord, and ioy to see the same. And knowest thou why this meeting is? For her my Lord, whom Balhazr doth loue, And to confirme their promised marriage. She is thy Sister? Who Bel-imprria, I my gratious Lord, And this is the day, that I haue longd so happily to see. Thou wouldst be loath that any falt of thine, Should intercept her in her happines. Heauens will not let Lrenzo erre so much, Why then Lorenzo listen to my words: It is suspected and reported too, That thou Lorenzo wrongst Hieronimo. And in his sutes towards his Maiestie, Still keepst him back, and seeks to crosse his sute. That I my Lord? I tell thee Sonne my selfe haue heard it said, When to my sorrow I haue beene ashamed To answere for thee, though thou art my sonne, Lorenzo, knowest thou not the common loue, And kindenes that Hieronimo hath wone, By his deserts within the Court of Spaine? Or seest thou not the K. my brothers care, In his behalfe, and to procure his health? Lorenzo, shouldst thou thwart his passions, And hee exclaime against thee to the King, What honour wert in this assembly, Or what a scandale wert among the Kings, To heare Hieronimo exclaime on thee. Tell me, and looke thou tell me truely too, Whence growes the ground of this report in Court. My L. it lyes not in Lorenzos power▪ To stop the vulgar liberall of their tongues: A small aduantage makes a water breach, And no man liues that long contenteth all. My selfe haue seene thee busie to keep back, Him and his supplications from the King. Your selfe my L. hath seene his passions, That ill beseemde the presence of a King, And for I pittied him in his distresse, I helde him thence with kinde and curteous words, As free from malice to Hieronimo, As to my soule my Lord. Hieronimo my sonne, mistakes thee then, My gratious Father, beleeue me so he doth, But whats a silly man distract in minde▪ To think vpon the murder of his sonne: Alas▪ how easie is it for him to erre? But for his satisfaction and the worlds, Twere good my L. that Hieronimo and I, Were reconcilde, if he misconster me.