A Larum for London, or The Siege of Antwerp · chunk 5 of 25
Anonymous · published 1602 · first performed or written 1599 [c.1594-1600] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T59 Spanish courts: war, honour and courtshi · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T59: andrea, spain, portugal, tribute, horatio, king, bellimperia, prince, lord, lorenzo.
Is that the cause and reason of your shot? Burger it is. You should have sent us word of your dislike: Why so we did, did we not send our post Even now unto you? And wrapped our Packet in a ball of lead? I think we sent a bold Ambassador. That spoke our mind in thunder: did he not? You might before have known of our dislike, But that we did perceive you would not see, 'twas well you heard of us. No Citizens of Antwerp, this the cause That makes you careless and neglect our power, The death of Princely Dalva, had he lived, The Fleet of Orange had not traded thus, Nor braved our Castle. I pray God they mean not to assault the town. 'tis Dalva's Body brought unto the Castle. I would he had come thus, when he came first Into these Countries. So would I, what's become of this damned fiend? Let the devil look to that, for he has most right to him. I would the cow hide were off, we might see the four quarters. A plague go with him. There will be old triumphing in hell. There will be old supping of boiling lead. That Dalva was a bloody villain. He was worse than the Spanish inquisition. Well, if ever man would have eaten up the cannibals, 'twas he. I fear nothing but one. What's that? That the people will curse him out of's grave. I am glad they have cursed him into it. Well, it was never heard that Dalva was dead, But there was some notable villainy followed it. What dost thou think he will revive again? If do, the devil's on't, I'll never trust death on's word for a half penny. Come, we'll mourn in sack for him. Come, let's retire ourselves into the Statehouse, 'tis Dalva's body brought into the Castle. March nearer to the Castle with your hearse, Before you set it down. What are those villains gone that railed upon me? They are my Lord. Set down and let me light, I would not hear myself again so railed on, Not for half Belgia. Zounds the dog's bark at me, a plague upon them all, I think they do not hate the Devil so; Dalva is never named but with a curse, Think but these rogues, this is a time to die, And hear these damned dogs revile me thus: Well I am dead, but Alva's spirit (ere long) Shall haunt your ghosts, and with a fatal troup, Come in the dreadful night about your walls, Grim death did near affright the fearful martial, As I will fright these bousing Belgians: whose's that above? Lord Sancto Danila? My Lord of Alva; enter the Castle. O the Lord Verdugo, and his Regiment, From Mastricht? 'tis well. Iulian Romero and his Regiment from Leyre? My Lord Romero where is Don Emanuel? To bring the power that we expect from Alst.
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Is that the cause and reason of your shot? Burger it is. You should haue sent vs word of your dislike: Why so we did, did we not send our poast Euen now vnto you? And wrapt our Packet in a ball of lead? I thinke we sent a bolde Embassador. That spoke our minde in thunder: did he not? You might before haue knowne of our dislike, But that we did perceiue you would not see, Twas well you heard of vs. No Cittizens of Antwerpe, this the cause That makes you carelesse and neglect our power, The death of Princelie Dalua, had he liu'd, The Fleete of Orenge had not traded thus, Nor brau'd our Castle. I pray God they meane not to assault the towne. Tis Daluas Body brought vnto the Castle. I would he had come thus, when he came first Into these Countries. So would I, what's become of this damned fiend? Let the deuill looke to that, for he has most right to him. I would the cowe hyde were off, wee might see the foure quarters. A plague goe with him. There will be olde tryumphing in hell. There will be olde supping of boyling leade. That Dalua was a bloudy villaine. He was worse then the Spanish inquisition. Well, if euer man would haue eaten vp the Caniballes, twas he. I feare nothing but one. What's that? That the people will curse him out of's graue. I am glad they haue curst him into it. Well, it was neuer heard that Dalua was dead, But there was some notable villanie followed it. What dost thou thinke he will reuiue againe? If doe, the deuil's on't, Ile neuer trust death on's word for a halfe pennie. Come, wee'll mourne in sacke for him. Come, let's retyre our selues into the State-house, Tis Daluas body brought into the Castle. March neerer to the Castle with your hearse, Before you set it downe. What are those villaines gone that rayl'd vpon me? They are my Lord. Set downe and let me light, I would not heare my selfe againe so rayl'd on, Not for halfe Belgia. Zwounds the dogs barke at me, a plague vpon them all, I thinke they doe ot hate the Deuill so; Dalua is neuer nam'd but with a curse, Thinke but these roges, this is a tyme to dye, And heare these damned dogs reuile me thus: Well I am dead, but Aluas spirit (ere long) Shall haunt your ghostes, and with a fatall troope, Come in the dreadfull night about your walles, Grimme death did nere affright the fearfull martiall, As I will fright these Bouzing Begians: Whose that aboue? Lord Danila? My Lord of Alua; enter the Castle. O the Lord Verdugo, and his Regiment, From Mascricht? tis well. Iulian Romero and his Regiment from Leyre? My Lord Romero where is Don Emanuell? To bring the power that we expect from Alst.