Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T59: andrea, spain, portugal, tribute, horatio, king, bellimperia, prince, lord, lorenzo.
Not for Spain's wealth, though he be secret, yet suspects the worst, For confidence confounds the stratagem, the fewer in a plot of jealousy, Build a foundation surest, when multitudes Makes it confused ere it come to head, Be secret then, trust not the open air, For air is breath, and breath blown words raise care: this is the gallery where she most frequents, Within this walk have I beheld her dally, With my shape's substance, O immortal powers. Lend your assistance, clap a silver tongue within This palate, that when I approach, Within the presence of this demi Goddess, I may possess an adamantic power, And so bewitch her with my honeyed speech, Have every syllable a music stop, that when I pause the melody may move, And hem persuasion 'tween her snowy paps that her heart hearing may relent and yield. Break of my Lord, see where she makes approach. then fall into your former veins of terms: Welcome my Lord, welcome brave Don Andrea, Spain's best of spirit: what news, From Portugal tribute or war, But see my Sister Bellimperia comes, I will defer it till some other time, For company hinders louds conference. Welcome my life's self form, dear Don Andrea, My words iterated gives thee as much, Welcome myself, of self. What news Andrea? treats it peace or war? At first they cried all war, as men resolved to lose both life and honour at one cast: At which I thundered words all clad in proof, Which struck amazement to their pauled speech, And tribute presently was yielded up. But madam Bellimperia leave we this, And talk of former suits and quests of love. 'tis all about the Court Andreas come; Would I might greet him and I wonder much My Lord lorenzo is so slack in murder, Not to afford me notice all this while. Gold I am true I had my hire, And thou shalt have thy due: Wast possible to miss him so, soft, soft, this gallery leads to Bel-imperia's lodging, there he is sure, or will be sure I'll stay, the evening to begins to slubber day, Sweet opportuneful season here i'll lean, Like a court hound that licks fat trenchers clean. But has the king partook your embassy. that till tomorrow shall be now deferred. Nay then you love me not, Let that be first dispatch, till when receive this token. I to the king with this unfaithful heart, It must not be, I play to false a part. Up lazarotto, yonder comes thy prize, Now lives Andrea, now Andrea dies. that villain lazarotto has killed me In stead of andrea. Welcome home Lord ambassador. Oh, oh, oh. Whose groan was that, what frightful villains this, His sword unsheathed, whom hast thou murdered slave? Why Don, Don andrea? No counterfeiting villain, He says my Lord that he hath murdered me. I DONE Andrea, or else DONE the devil.
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Not for Spains wealth, though he be secret, yet suspects the worst, For confidence confounds the stratagem, the fewer in a plot of iealousie, Build a foundation surest, when multitudes Makes it confused ere it come to head, Be secret then, trust not the open aire, For aire is breath, and breath blown words raise care: this is the gallery where she most frequents, Within this walke haue I beheld her dally, With my shapes substance, O immortall powers. Lend your asistance, clap a siluer tongue within This pallat, that when I approach, Within the presence of this demy Goddesse, I may posses an adimanticke power, And so bewitch her with my honied spéech, Haue euery sillable a musick stop, that when I pause the mellody may moue, And hem perswasion twéene her snowy paps that her hart hearing may relent and yéeld. Breake of my Lord, sée where she makes approch. then fall into your former vaines of termes: Welcome my Lord, welcome braue Don Andrea, Spaines best of sperit: what newes, From Portugale tribute or war, But see my Sister Bellimperia comes, I will defer it till some other time, For company hinders louds conference. Welcom my lifes selfe forme, deere Don Andrea, My words iterated giues thee as much, Welcome my selfe, of selfe. What newes Andrea? treats it peace or war? At first they cried all war, as men resolued to loose both life and honor at one cast: At which I thunderd words all clad in proofe, Which strooke amazement to their pauled speeche, And tribute presently was yeelded vp. But maddam Bellimperia leaue we this, And talke of former suites and quests of loue. tis all about the Court Andreas come; Would I might greete him and I wonder much My Lord lorenzo is so slack in murder, Not to afford me notice all this while. Gold I am true I had my hier, And thou shalt haue thy due: Wast possible to misse him so, soft, soft, this gallery leads to Bellimperias lodging, there he is sure, or wil be sure Ile stay, the euening to begins to sluber day, Sweet oportunefull season heere ile leane, Like a court hound that liks fat trenchers cleane. But has the king pertooke your embassy. that till to morrow shall be now deferd. Nay then you love me not, Let that be first dispatch, till when receiue this token. I to the king with this unfaithfull hart, It must not be, I play to falce a part. Up lazarotto, yonder comes thy prize, Now liues Andrea, now Andrea dies. that villaine lazarotto has kild me In stead of andrea. Welcome home Lord embassador. Oh, oh, oh. Whose grone was that, what frightfull villaines this, His sword vnshethed, whom hast thou murdred slaue? Why Don, Don andrea? No conterfetting villaine, He ses my Lord that he hath murdered me. I Don Andrea, or else Don the deuill.