Anonymous · published 1607 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1592-1594] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 485 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Then let my death sweet father end your grief, For I it is that thus have wrought your woes, Then be revenged on me, for here I swear That they are innocent of what I did, Oh had I charge to cut off Hydra's head, To make the to pless Alps a champain field, To kill untamed monsters with my sword, To travel daily in the hottest sun, And watch in winter when the nights be cold. I would with gladness undertake them all, And think the pain but pleasure that I felt, So that my noble father at my return, Would but forget and pardon me my offence. Let me entreat your grace upon my knees, To pardon him and let my death discharge The heavy wrath your grace hath vowed against him. And good my Lord, let us entreat your grace To purge your stomach of this Melancholy, Taint not your princely mind with grief my Lord, But pardon and forgive these lovers faults, That kneeling crave your gracious favour here. Great prince of Cestus, let a woman's words Entreat a pardon in your Lordly breast, Both for your princely son, and us my Lord. Aurelius stand up, I pardon thee, I see that virtue will have enemies, And fortune will be thwarting honour still. And you fair virgin too, I am content To accept you for my daughter since 'tis done, And see you princely used in Cestus' court. Thanks good my Lord, and I no longer live, Then I obey and honour you in al. Let me give thanks unto your royal grace, For this great honour done to me and mine, And if your grace will walk unto my house, I will in humblest manner I can, show The eternal service I do owe your grace. Thanks good Alfonso: but I came alone, And not as did beseem the Cestian Duke, Nor would I have it known within the town, That I was here, and thus, without my train: But as I came alone, so will I go, And leave my son to solemnize his feast, And ere't be long I'll come again to you, And do him honour as beseems the son Of mighty Ierobel the Cestian Duke, Till when i'll leave you, farewell Aurelius. Not yet my Lord, i'll bring you to your ship. Who's within there? come hither sirs, my Lords Asleep again, go take him easily up, And put him in his own apparel again, And lay him in the place where we did find him, Just underneath the alehouse side below, But see you wake him not in any case. It shallbe done my Lord, come help to bear him hence. Come Gentlemen, now that supper's done, How shall we spend the time till we go to bed? Faith if you will, in trial of our wives Who will come soon at their husbands call.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Then let my death ſweet father end your griefe, For I it is that thus haue wrought your woes, Then be reuengd on me, for here I ſweare That they are innocent of what I did, Oh had I charge to cut off Hydraes head, To make the to pleſſe Alpes a champaine field, To kil vntamed monſters with my ſword, To trauel daily in the hotteſt ſun, And watch in winter when the nights be cold. I would with gladnes vndertake them all, And thinke the paine but pleaſure that I felt, So that my noble father at my return, Would but forget and pardon me my offence. Let me intreat your grace vpon my knees, To pardon him and let my death diſcharge The heauy wrath your grace hath vowd againſt him. And good my Lord, let vs intreat your grace To purge your ſtomacke of this Melancoly, Taint not your princely mind with griefe my Lord, But pardon and forgiue theſe louers faults, That kneeling craue your gratious fauor here. Great prince of Ceſtus, let a womans words Intreat a pardon in your Lordly breſt, Both for your princely ſon, and vs my Lord. Aurelius ſtand vp, I pardon thee, I ſee that vertue wil haue enemies, And fortune wil be thwarting honor ſtil. And you faire virgin too, I am content To accept you for my daughter ſince tis don, And ſee you princely vſde in Ceſtus court. Thanks good my Lord, and I no longer liue, Then I obey and honor you in al. Let me giue thanks vnto your royall grace, For this great honor done to mee and mine, And if your grace wil walke vnto my houſe, I wil in humbleſt maner I can, ſhew The eternall ſeruice I do owe your grace. Thankes good Alfonſo: but I came alone, And not as did beſeeme the Ceſtian Duke, Nor would I haue it knowne within the towne, That I was here, and thus, without my traine: But as I came alone, ſo wil I go, And leaue my ſon to ſolemniſe his feaſt, And ere't be long Ile come againe to you, And do him honor as beſeemes the ſon Of mighty Ierobel the Ceſtian Duke, Til when ile leaue you, farewel Aurelius. Not yet my Lord, ile bring you to your ſhip. Who's within there? come hither ſirs, my Lords Aſleepe againe, go take him eaſily vp, And put him in his own apparel againe, And lay him in the place where we did find him, Iuſt vnderneath the alehouſe ſide below, But ſee you wake him not in any caſe. It ſhalbe done my Lord, come help to beare him hence. Come Gentlemen, nowe that ſupper's done, How ſhall we ſpend the time til we go to bed? Faith if you wil, in trial of our wiues Who wil come ſooneſt at their husbands cal.