Yarington, Robert · published 1601 · first performed or written 1594 [1594-c.1598] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
Father. Hearken son, I must entreat your furtherance and advise, About a thing that doth concern us near, First tell me how thou dost affect in heart, Little Pertillo, thy dead uncles son. So well good father, that I cannot tell, Whether I love him dearer than myself: And yet if that my heart were called to count, I think it would surrender me to death, Ere young Pertillo should sustain a wrong. How got his safety such a deep regard Within your heart, that you affect it so? Nature gave root, love, and the dying charge, Of his dead father, gives such store of sap, Unto this tree of my affection, That it will never wither till I die. But nature, love, and reason, tells thee thus, thyself must yet be nearest to thyself. His love doth not estrange me from myself, But doth confirm my strength with multitudes, Of benefits, his love will yield to me. Beware to foster such pernicious snakes, Within thy bosom, which will poison thee. He is a Dove, a child, an innocent, And cannot poison, father though he would. I will be plainer, know Pertillo's life, Which thou dost call, a Dove, an innocent: A harmless child, and, and I know not what, Will harm thee more, than any Serpent can, ay, than the very sight of Basilisks. Father, you tell me of a strange discourse, How can his life produce such detriment, As Basilisks, whose only sight is death? hearken to me, and I will tell thee how: Thou know'st his father's goods, his houses, lands, Have much advanced our reputation, In having but their usage for a time, If the boy live, then like to senseless beasts, Like longed eared Asses, and rich laden Mules, We must resign these treasures to a boy, And we like Asses feed on simple Hay: Make him away, they shall continue ours, By virtue of his father's Testament, The jewels, castles, meadows, houses, lands, Which thy small cousin, should defeat thee of, Be still thine own, and thou advance thyself, Above the height of all thine Ancestors. But if I mount by murder and deceit, justice will thrust aspiring thoughts below, And make me caper for to break my neck: After some woeful lamentation, Of my obedience to unlawfulness: I tell you plain, I would not have him die, Might I enjoy the sultan's Empery. What wilt thou bar thyself of happiness, Stop the large stream of pleasures which would flow, And still attend on thee like servingmen: Prefer the life of him that loves thee not, Before thine own, and my felicity. I'd rather choose to feed on carefulness To ditch, to delve, and labour for my bread, Nay rather choose to beg from door to door, Then condescend to offer violence, To young Pertillo in his innocence, I know you speak, to sound what mighty share, Pertillo hath in my affection.
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Father. Hearken sonne, I must intreate your furtherance and aduise, About a thing that doth concerne vs neere, First tell me how thou doost affect in heart, Little Pertillo, thy dead Vnckles sonne. So well good father, that I cannot tell, Whether I loue him dearer then my selfe: And yet if that my heart were calde to count, I thinke it would surrender me to death, Ere young Pertillo should sustaine a wrong. How got his safetie such a deepe regarde Within your heart, that you affect it so? Nature gaue roote, loue, and the dying charge, Of his dead father, giues such store of sap, Vnto this tree of my affection, That it will neuer wither till I dye. But nature, loue, and reason, tels thee thus, Thy selfe must yet be neerest to thy selfe. His loue dooth not estrange me from my selfe, But doth confirme my strength with multitudes, Of benefits, his loue will yeelde to me. Beware to foster such pernicious snakes, Within thy bosome, which will poyson thee. He is a Doue, a childe, an innocent, And cannot poyson, father though he would. I will be plainer, know Pertills life, Which thou doost call, a Doue, an innocent: A harmlesse childe, and, and I know not what, Will harme thee more, then any Serpent can, I, then the very sight of Basiliskes. Father, you tell me of a strange discourse, How can his life produce such detriment, As Basiliskes, whose onely sight is death? Harken to me, and I will tell thee how: Thou knowst his fathers goods, his houses, lands, Haue much aduaunc'd our reputation, In hauing but their vsage for a time, If the boy liue, then like to sencelesse beasts, Like logd eard Asses, and riche laden Mules, We must resigne these treasures to a boye, And we like Asses feede on simple Haye: Make him away, they shall continue ours, By vertue of his fathers Testament, The Iewels, castles, medowes, houses, lands, Which thy small cozen, should defeate thee of, Be still thine owne, and thou aduance thy selfe, Aboue the height of all thine Auncestours. But if I mount by murther and deceite, Iustice will thrust aspiring thoughts belowe, And make me caper for to breake my neck: After some wofull lamentation, Of my obedience to vnlawfulnesse: I tell you plaine, I would not haue him dye, Might I enioy the Soldans Emperie. What wilt thou barre thy selfe of happinesse, Stop the large streame of pleasures which would fowe, And still attend on thee like Seruingmen: Preferre the life of him that loues thee not, Before thine owne, and my felicitie. Ide rather choose to feede on carefulnesse To ditche, to delue, and labour for my bread, Ny rather choose to begge from doore to doore, Then condiscend to offer violence, To young Pertillo in his innocence, I know you speake, to sound what mightie share, Pertil hath in my affection.