Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [1605-1606] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.80 · 487 words
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Heart, 'twas a thing I thought on too. You thought on't too, 'sfoot slander not your thoughts With glorious untruth, I know 'twas from you. Sir I say, 'twas in my head. ay, like your brains then, near to come out as long as you lived. You'd have the honour on't forsooth, that your wit Lead him to the scaffold, Since it is my due, I'll published, but I'll ha''t in spite of you. methinks you're much too bold, you should a little Remember us brother, next to be honest Duke. ay, it shall be as easy for you to be Duke, As to be honest, and that's never i'faith. Well, cold he is by this time, and because we're both ambitious, be it our amity, And let the glory be shared equally. I am content to that. This night out younger brother shall out of prison, I have a trick. A trick, prithee what is't? we'll get him out by a wile. Prithee what wile? No sir, you shall not know it, till't be done, For then you'd swear 'twere yours. How now, what's he? One of the officers. Desired news. How now my friend? My Lords, under your pardon, I am allotted To that desertless office, to present you With the yet bleeding head. Ha, ha, excellent. All's sure our own: Brother, canst weep thinkst thou? 'twould grace our Flattery much; think of some Dame, 'twill teach thee to dissemble. I have thought,— Now for yourself. Our sorrows are so fluent, Our eyes o'erflow our tongues, words spoke in tears, Are like the murmurs of the waters, the sound Is loudly heard, but cannot be distinguished. How died he pray? O full of rage and spleen. He died most valiantly then, we're glad to hear it. We could not woe him once to pray. He showed himself a Gentleman in that: give him his due. But in the steed of prayer, he drew forth oaths. Then did he pray dear heart, Although you understood him not. My Lords, E'en at his last, with pardon be it spoke, He cursed you both. He cursed us? lass good soul. It was not in our powers, but the Duke's pleasure, Finely dissembled a both-sides, sweet fate, O happy opportunity. Now my Lords. Oh!— Why do you shun me Brothers? You may come nearer now; The savour of the prison has forsook me, I thank such kind Lords as yourselves, I'm free. Alive! In health! Released? We were both e'en amazed with joy to see it, I am much to thank you. Faith we spared no tongue, unto my Lord the Duke. I know your delivery brother Had not been half so sudden but for us. O how we pleaded. Most deserving brothers, In my best studies I will think of it? O death and vengeance. Hell and torments. Slave camest thou to delude us. Delude you my Lords?
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Heart, twas a thing I thought on too. You thought ont too, ssoote slander not your thoughts With glorious vntruth, I know twas from you. Sir I say, twas in my head. I, like your braines then, Nere to come out as long as you liu'd. You'd haue the honor on't forsooth, that your wit Lead him to the scaffold, Since it is my due, Ile publisht, but Ile ha't in spite of you. Me thinkes y'are much too bould, you should a little Remember vs brother, next to be honest Duke. I, it shall be as easie for you to be Duke, As to be honest, and that's neuer ifaith. Well, cold he is by this time, and because Wee're both ambitious, be it our amity, And let the glory be sharde equally. I am content to that. This night out yonger brother shall out of prison, I haue a trick. A trick, pre-thee what ist? Weele get him out by a wile. Pre-thee what wile? No sir, you shall not know it, till't be done, For then you'd sweare twere yours. How now, whats he? One of the officers. Desired newes. How now my friend? My Lords, vnder your pardon, I am allotted To that desertlesse office, to present you With the yet bleeding head. Ha, ha, excellent. All's sure our owne: Brother, canst weepe thinkst thou? Twould grace our Flattery much; thinke of some Dame, Twill teach thee to dissemble. I haue thought,—Now for your selfe. Our sorrowes are so fluent, Our eyes ore-flow our toungs, words spoake in teares, Are like the murmures of the waters, the sound Is lowdly heard, but cannot be distinguisht. How dyed he pray? O full of rage and spleene. He dyed most valiantly then, we're glad to heare it. We could not woe him once to pray. He showd himselfe a Gentleman in that: giue him his due. But in the steed of prayer, he drew forth oaths. Then did hee pray deere heart, Although you vnderstood him not. My Lords, E'en at his last, with pardon bee it spoake, Hee curst you both. Hee curst vs? lasse good soule. It was not in our powers, but the Dukes pleasure, Finely dissembled a both-sides, sweete fate, O happy opportunitie. Now my Lords. Oh!— Why doe you shunne mee Brothers? You may come neerer now; The sauor of the prison has for-sooke mee, I thanke such kinde Lords as your selues, Ime free. Aliue! In health! Releasd? We were both ee'n amazd with ioy to see it, I am much to thanke you. Faith we spar'd no toung, vnto my Lord the Duke. I know your deliuery brother Had not beene halfe so sudden but for vs. O how we pleaded. Most deseruing brothers, In my best studies I will thinke of it? O death and vengeance. Hell and torments. Slaue camst thou to delude vs. Delude you my Lords?