Peele, George · published 1593 · first performed or written 1591 [1590-1593] (Annals) history · Unknown unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 496 words
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You hope so gentle mistress, do you indeed! But do not make it parcel of your creed. Alas I am undone, it is the Queen, The proudest Queen that ever England knew. Come Gloster, let's to the court and revel there. Soft is it not Meredith I behold? All good, all friends: Meredith see the man, Must make us great, and raise Lluellen's head: Fight thou Lluellen for thy friend and thee. Fight maugre fortune strong our battles strong, And bear thy foes before thy pointed lance Not too much prowess good my lord at once. Some talk of policy another while. How comes my limbs hurt at this assault? Hurt for our good, Meredith make account, Sir David's wit is full of good device, And kindly will perform what he pretends. Enough of this my Lord at once, What will you that I hold the king in hand, Or what shall I especially advise, Sitting in counsel with the English lords, That so my counsel may avail my friends? David if thou wilt best for me device, Advise my love be rendered to my hand: Tell them the Chains that Mulciber erst made, To tie Prometheus' limbs to Caucasus, Nor furies fangs shall hold me long from her, But I will have her from the usurper tent, My beauteous Elinor: if aught in this, If in this case thy wit may boot thy friends, Express it then in this, in nothing else. I there's a Card that puts us to our trump, For might I see the star of Leister's loins, It were enough to darken and obscure, This Edward's glory, fortune, and his pride: First hereof can I put you out of doubt, Lord Mortimor of the king hath her in charge, And honourably entreats your Elinor, Some thinks he prays Lluellen were in heaven, And thereby hopes to coach his love on earth. No, where Lluellen mounts, there Ellen flies Unspeakable are my thoughts for her, She is not from me in death to be divorced. Go to, it shall be so, so shall it be, Edward is full resolved of thy faith, So are the English lords and Barons all: Then what may let thee to intrude on them, Some new found stratagem to feel their wit, It is enough: Meredith take my weapons, I am your prisoner, say so at the least, Go hence, and when you parley on the walls, Make show of monstrous tyranny you intend, To execute on me, as on the man, That shamefully rebels 'gainst kin and kind: And least thou have thy love, and make thy kind: With such conditions as shall best concern, David must die say thou a shameful death, Edward perhaps with ruth and pity moved, Will in exchange yield Elinor to thee, And thou by me shalt gain thy hearts desire. Sweetly advised David, thou blessest me, My brother David lengthener of my life, Friends gratulate to me my joyful hopes.
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You hope so gentle mistres, do you indeed! But doe not make it parcell of your creede. Alas I am vndone, it is the Queene, The proudest Queene that euer England knew. Come Gloster, lets to the court and reuel there. Soft is it not Meredeth I behold? All good, all friends: Meredeth see the man, Must make vs great, and raise Lluellens ead: Fight thou Lluellen for thy friend and thee. Fight mauger fortune strong our battailes strong, And beare thy foes before thy pointed launce Not too much prowesse good my lord at once. Some talke of pollicie another wile. How comes my lis hurt at this assault? Hurt for our good, Meredeth make account, Sir Dauids wit is full of good deuise, And kindlie will performe what he pretends. Enough of tis my Lord at once, What will you that I holde the king in hand, Or what shall I especiallie aduize, Sitting in counsell with the English lordes, That so my counsell may auaile my friends? Dauid if thou wilt best for me deuise, Aduise my loue be rendered to my hand: Tell thm the Chaines that Mulber erst made, To tie Prometheus lims to Caucasus, Nor furies phanges shal hold me ong from her, But I will haue her from the vsurpers tent, My beautious Elinor: if ought in this, in this case thy wit may boote thy friends, Expres it then in this, in nothing els. I theres a Carde that puts vs to our trumpe, For might I see the starre of Leisters loines, It were enough to darken and obscure, This Edwards glorie, fortune, and his pride: First hereof can I put you out of doubt, Lord Mortimor of the king hath her in charge, And honourablie intreates your Elinor, Some thinkes he praies Lluellen were in heauen, And thereby hopes to coache his loue on earth. No, where Lluellen mounts, there Ellen flies Inspkeable are my thoughts for her, Shee is not from me in death to be diuorst. Go to, it shall be so, so shall it be, Edward is full resolued of thy faith, So are the English lords and Barons all: Then what may let thee to intrude on them, Some new found stratagem to feele their wit, It is enough: Meredeth take my weapons, I am your prisoner, say so at the least, Go hence, and when you parle on the walles, Make shew of monstrous tirannie you intend, To execute on me, as on the man, That shamefullie rebels gainst kin and kinde: And lea thou haue thy loue, and make thy kinde: With such conditions as shall best concerne, Dauid must die say thou a shamefull death, Edward perhaps with ruthe and pittie moou'd, Will in exchange yeelde Elinor to thee, And thou by me shalt gaine thy hearts desire. Sweetely aduized Dauid, thou blessest me, My brother Dauid lengthener of my life, Friends gratulate to me my ioyfull hopes.