The Gentleman Usher (Vincentio and Margaret) · chunk 42 of 42
Chapman, George · published 1606 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (second) or Children of Paul’s (second) unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Hold good Lord Strozza, Let him confess the sins that heaven hath told you, And ask forgiveness. Let me good my Lord, And I'll confess what you accuse me of; Wonders indeed, and full of damned deserts. I know it, and I must not let thee live To ask forgiveness. But you shall my Lord, Or I will take his life out of your hand. A little then I am content my Liege: Is thy name Medice? No my Noble Lord, My true name is Mendice. Mendice? see, At first a Mighty scandal done to Honour. Of what country art thou? Of no Country, ay, But borne upon the Seas, my mother passing Twixt Zant and Venice. Where wert thou christened? I was never christened, But being brought up with beggars, called Mendice. Strange, and unspeakable. How cam'st thou then To bear that port thou didst, entering this Court? My lord when I was young, being able limbed, A Captain of the Gipsies entertained me, And many years I lived a loose life with them: At last I was so favoured, that they made me The King of Gipsies; and being told my fortune By an old Sorceress, that I should be great In some great PRINCE's love, I took the treasure Which all our company of Gipsies had In many years, by several stealths collected, And leaving them in wars, I lived abroad, With no less show than now: and my last wrong I did to Noblesse, was in this high Court. Never was heard so strange a counterfeit. Didst thou not cause me to be shot in hunting? I did my Lord, for which, for heavens love pardon. Now let him live my Lord, his bloods least drop Would stain your Court, more than the Sea could cleanse: His soul's too foul to expiate with death. Hence then, be ever banished from my rule, And live a monster, loathed of all the world. I'll get boys and bait him out a'th' Court my Lord. Do so I pray thee, rid me of his sight. Come on my Lord stinkard, I'll play Fox, Fox, come out of thy hole with you i'faith. I'll run and hide me from the sight of heaven. Fox, Fox, go out of thy hole; a two legged Fox, A two legged Fox. Never was such an accident disclosed. Let us forget it honourable friends, And satisfy all wrongs with my sons right, In solemn marriage of his love and him. I humbly thank your highness honoured Doctor, The balsam you infused into my wounds, Hath eased me much, and given me sudden strength Enough t'assure all danger is exempt, That any way may let the general joy, My Princely Father speaks of in our nuptials. Which my dear Son shall with thy full recure Be celebrated in greater Majesty, Than ever graced our greatest Ancestry. Then take thy love, which heaven with all joys bless, And make ye both mirrors of happiness.
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Hold good Lord Strozza, Let him confesse the sinnes that heauen hath told you, And aske forgiuenesse. Let me good my Lord, And Ile confesse what you accuse me of; Wonders indeede, and full of damn'd deserts. I know it, and I must not let thee liue To aske forgiuenesse. But you shall my Lord, Or I will take his life out of your hand. A little then I am content my Liege: Is thy name Medice? No my Noble Lord, My true name is Mendice. Mendice? see, At first a Mighty scandall done to Honour. Of what countrie art thou? Of no Country, I, But borne vpon the Ses, my mother passing Twixt Zat and Uenice. Where wert thou christned? I was neuer christned, But being brought vp with beggars▪ call'd Mendice. Strange, and vnspeakeable. How cam'st thou then To beare that port thou didst, entring this Court? My lord when I was young, being able limb'd, A Captaine of the Gipsies entertain'd me, And many yeares I liu'd a loose life with them: At last I was so fauor'd, that they made me The King of Gipsies; and being told my fortune By an old Sorceresse, that I should be great In some great Princes loue, I tooke the treasure Which all our company of Gipsies had In many yeares, by seuerall stealths collected, And leaing them in warres, I liu'd abroad, With no lesse shew then now: and my last wrong I did to Noblesse, was in this high Court. Neuer was heard so strange a counterfet. Didst thou not cause me to be shot in hunting? I did my Lord, for which, fo heauens loue pardon. Now let him liue my Lord, his bloods least drop Would staine your Court, more then the Sea could cleanse: His soule's too foule to expiate with death. Hence then, be euer banish'd from my rule▪ And liue a monster, loath'd of all the world. Ile get boyes and baite him out a'th Court my Lord. Doe so I pray thee, rid me of his sight. Come on my Lord Stinckerd, Ile play Fox, Fox, coe out of thy hole with you ifaith. Ile runne and hide me from the sight of heauen. Fox, Fox, goe out of thy hole; a two leg'd Fox, A two leg'd Fox. Neuer was such an accident disclosde. Let vs forget it honourable friends, And satisfie all wrongs with my sonnes right, In solemne mariage of his loue and him. I humbly thanke your Highnesse honor'd Doctor▪ The Balsome you infusde into my wounds, Hath easde me much, and giuen me sodaine strength Enough t'assure all danger is exempt, That any way may let the generall ioy, My Princely Father speakes of in our nuptialls. Which my deere Sonne shall with thy full rere Be celebrate in greater Maiesty, Than euer grac'd our greatest Ancestrie. Then take thy loue, which heauen with all ioyes blee, And make yee both mirrors of happinesse.