The Devil's Charter, or Pope Alexander the Sixth · chunk 37 of 45
Barnes, Barnabe · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T59 Spanish courts: war, honour and courtshi · 464 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T59: andrea, spain, portugal, tribute, horatio, king, bellimperia, prince, lord, lorenzo.
Sometime this afternoon within the park, Next, to the Vatican, Ratsie willbe: And as I know thee stout and resolute, Bestow a bullet on him as he passeth; Few words; if any man attach thee for it, By my protection thou shalt be enlarged. And if I do not my good Lord dam me for it I have an old grudge at him coal black cur, He shall have two steel bullets strongly charged Nay but hear me my Lord? I'll tell you what, By this true fox of steel I had as good a spaniel for the water, As ever hunted duck: and this true villain Because my dog did eat up a pannado Within his house; what did that Spanish rogue? What did he think you my Lord? Marry very fair and instantly Poisoned my Spaniel with Rosa-solis, A pox on him mitcher, faith i'll pay him his old fivepence for't now. Take this to buy thee clothes my trusty servant, Nay 'tis gold be not afeard of it. Afeard my Lord Were it a tempest in a shower of gold I would endure it and adore you for't. Then Baglion fit thee, to thy furniture, Watch in a corner close beyond some tree: And when the deed is done repair to me: Say that thy piece went off against thy will, Keep a light match in cock, wear flask and touchbox: And take a murrain with thee so farewell; Thus must I dive deep in a villains nature, And thus must save a villain from the gallows To play my parts in others' purposes. The man whom I to benefit would choose, I must in matters of more moment use: Or else I will not benefit a man, And cut him of in sequel if I can. hear me, but my good Lord mark my words well, If old Henrilico shrink in this service Cashier him, call him whipstock, let him perish, For want of Spanish wines, and malvasy. Then fail not my true servant finely, closely. No more, but by this cross, Why now this Noble Caesars like himself, Hath fitted me with service: if the world, Had sought out somewhat to content a man, Nothing could better please old Ballion Then to kill a rascal, coward, cur, A Spanish squirt-up, a black poisoning toad. I like this trading better than the wars For there I serve for two ducats a month, And not a duck egg richer when I march And in continual hazard of my life For which percase my piece kills twenty persons: Now shall I march in purse with many ducats, For one hours service but to kill one man, Free from all danger of mine enemy, I will about it and take up my stand.
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Somtime this after-oone within the parke, Next, to the Vatican, Ratsie wilbe: And as I know thee stout and resolute, Betow a bullet on him as he posseth; Few words; if any man attach thee for it, By my protection thou shalt be enlarged. And if I do not my good Lord damme me for it I haue an old grudge at him cole black curre, He shal haue two steele bullets strongly charg'd Nay but heere me my Lord? Ile tell you what, By this rue fox of steele I had as good a spaniell for the water, As euer hunted ducke: and this true villaine Because my dog did eate vp a pannado Within his house; what did that Spanish roague? What did he thinke you my Lord? Marry very faire an instantly Poysond my paniell with Rosa-solis, A pox on him micher, faith ile pay him his olde fippence for't now. Take this to buy thee clothes my trusty seruant, Nay tis gold be not affeard of it. Affeard my Lord Were it a tempest in a showre of gold I would indure it and adore you for't. Then Baglion fit thee, to thy furniture, Watc in a corner close beyond some tree: And when the deed is done repaire to me: Say that thy peece went off against thy will, Keepe a light match in cock, weare flaske and touch-box: And take a murren with thee so fare-well; Thus must I diue deepe in a villaines nature, And thus must saue a villaine rom the gallows To play my partes in others purposes. The man wome I to benefit would choose, I must in matters of more moment vse: Or els I will not benefit a man, Ad cut him of in sque'l if I can. Here me, but my good Lord marke my words well, If old Henrilico sin in this seruice Cassir him, call him whip-stock, let him perish, For want of Saish wines, and maluasie. Then faile not my true seruant finely, closely. No more, but by this crosse, Why now this Noble Caesars like himself, Hath fitted me with seruice: if the world, Had sought out som-what to content a man, Nothing could better please old Ballion Then to kill a raskall, coward, curre, A Spanish squirt-vp, a black poysning toade. I like this trading better then the warres For there I serue for two ducates a month, And not a duck egge richer when I march And in continuall hazard of my life For which percase my peece kills twenty persons: Now shall I march in purse with many ducates, For one houres seruice but to kill one man, Free from all danger of mine enemy, I will about it and take vp my stand.