Greene, Robert · published 1594 · first performed or written 1589 [1586-1590] (Annals) comedy · Queen Elizabeth's Men T15 Friars and holy orders in plot typicality 0.66 · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T15: friar, lord, holy, friars, robin, peggy, lacie, angelo, love, nun.
Lacie shall die as traitor to his Lord. I have deserved it, Edward act it well. What hopes the Prince to gain by Lacy's death? To end the loves twixt him and Margeret. Why, thinks king Henry's son that Margret's love, Hangs in the uncertain balance of proud time, That death shall make a discord of our thoughts, No, stab the earl, and fore the morning sun Shall vaunt him thrice, over the lofty east, Margaret will meet her Lacie in the heavens. If aught betides to lovely Margaret, That wrongs or wrings her honour from content, Europe's rich wealth nor England's monarchy, Should not allure Lacie to overlive, Then Edward short my life and end her loves. Rid me, and keep a friend worth many loves. Nay Edward keep a love worth many friends. And if thy mind be such as fame hath blazed, Then princely Edward let us both abide The fatal resolution of thy rage, Banish thou fancy, and embrace revenge, And in one tomb knit both our carcases, Whose hearts were linked in one perfect love, Edward Art thou that famous prince of Wales, Who at Damascus beat the Saracens, And brought'st home triumph on thy lances point, And shall thy plumes be pulled by Venus down, Is it princely to dissever lovers leagues, To part such friends as glory in their loves, Leave Ned, and make a virtue of this fault, And further Peg and Lacie in their loves, So in subduing fancies passion, Conquering thyself thou getst the richest spoil, Lacie rise up, fair Peggy here's my hand, The prince of Wales hath conquered all his thoughts And all his loves he yields unto the earl, Lacie enjoy the maid of Fresingfield, Make her thy Lincoln countess at the church, And Ned as he is true Plantagenet, Will give her to thee frankly for thy wife. Humbly I take her of my sovereign, As if that Edward gave me England's right, And riched me with the Albion diadem. And doth the English Prince mean true, Will he vouchsafe to cease his former loves, And yield the title of a country maid, Unto lord Lacie. I will fair Peggy as I am true lord. Then lordly sir, whose conquest is as great, In conquering love as Caesar's victories, Margaret as mild and humble in her thoughts, As was Aspasia unto Cirus self, Yields thanks, and next lord Lacie, doth enshrine Edward the second secret in her heart. Gramercy Peggy, now that vows are past, And that your loves are not be revolt: Once Lacie friends again, come we will post To Oxford, for this day the king is there, And brings for Edward Castille Ellinor. Peggy I must go see and view my wife, I pray God I like her as I loved thee. Beside, lord Lincoln we shall hear dispute, Twixt friar Bacon, and learned Vandermast, Peggy we'll leave you for a week or two.
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Lacie ſhall die as traitor to his Lord. I haue deſerued it, Edward act it well. What hopes the Prince to gaine by Lacies death? To end the loues twixt him and Margeret. Why, thinks king Henries ſonne that Margrets loue, Hangs in the vncertaine ballance of proud time, That death ſhall make a diſcord of our thonghts, No, ſtab the earle, and fore the morning ſun Shall vaunt him thrice, ouer the loftie eaſt, Margret will meet her Lacie in the heauens. If ought betides to louely Margret, That wrongs or wrings her honour from content, Europes rich wealth nor Englands monarchie, Should not allure Lacie to ouerliue, Then Edward ſhort my life and end her loues. Rid me, and keepe a friend worth many loues. Nay Edward keep a loue worth many friends. And if thy mind be ſuch as ame hath blazde, Then princely Edward let vs both abide The fatall reſolution of thy rage, Baniſh thou fancie, and imbrace reuenge, And in one toomb knit both our carkaſes, Whoſe hearts were linked in one perfect loue, Edward Art thou that famous prince of Wales, Who at Damaſco beat the Saraſens, And broughtſt home triumphe on thy launces point, And ſhall thy plumes be puld by Venus downe, Is it princely to diſſeuer louers leagues, To part ſuch friends as glorie in their loues, Leaue Ned, and make a vertue of this fault, And further Peg and Lacie in their loues, So in ſubduing fancies paſsion, Conquering thy ſelfe thou getſt the richeſt ſpoile, Lacie riſe vp, faire Peggie heeres my hand, The prince of Wales hath conquered all his thoughts And all his loues he yeelds vnto the earle, Lacie enioy the maid of Freſingfield, Make her thy Lincolne counteſſe at the church, And Ned as he is true Plantagenet, Will giue h to thee franckly for thy wie. Humbly I take her of my ſoueraigne, As if that Edward gaue me Englands right, And richt me with the Albion diadem. And doth the Engliſh Prince mean true, Will he vouchſafe to ceaſe his former loues, And yeeld the title of a countrie maid, Vnto lord Lacie. I will faire Peggi as I am true lord. Then lordly ſir, whoſe conqueſt is as great, In conquering loue as Caeſars victories, Margret as milde and humble in her thoughts, As was Aſpatia vnto Cirus ſelfe, Yeelds thanks, and next lord Lacie, doth nſhrine Edward the ſecond ſecret in her heart. Gramercie Peggie, now that vowes are paſt, And that your loues are not be reuolt: Once Lacie friendes againe, come we will poſt To Oxford, for this day the king is there, And brings for Edward Caſtile Ellinor. Peggie I muſt go ſee and view my wife, I pray God I like her as I loued thee. Beſide, lord Lincolne we ſhall heae diſpute, Twixt frier Bacon, and learned Vandermaſt, Peggie weele leaue you for a weeke or two.