Heywood, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1603 [Feb 12-Mar 6, payment] (Annals) tragedy · Worcester's Men unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 468 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
A mild sentence. But as thou hopest for heaven, as thou believ'st thy names recorded in the book of life, I charge thee never after this sad day To see me, or to meet me, or to send By word, or writing, gift, or otherwise To move me, by thyself, or by thy friends, Nor challenge any part in my two children; So farewell Nan, for we will henceforth be As we had never seen, near more shall see. How full my heart is in my eyes appears, What wants in words, I will supply in tears. Come take your Coach, your stuff, all must along, Servants and all make ready, all be gone, It was thy hand cut two hearts out of one. Brother, why have you tricked me like a bride? Bought me this gay attire, these ornaments? forget you our estate, our poverty? Call me not brother, but imagine me Some barbarous Outlaw, or uncivil Kern, For if thou shutst thy eye, and only hearst The words that I shall utter, thou shalt judge me Some staring Ruffian, not thy brother Charles Oh Susan. Oh brother, what doth this strange language mean? Dost love me sister? Wouldst thou see me live A bankrupt beggar in the world's disgrace, And die indebted to my enemies? Wouldst thou behold me stand like a huge Beam In the worlds eye, a byword and a scorn? It lies in thee of these to acquit me free, And all my debt I may outstrip by thee. By me: why? I have nothing, nothing, left, I owe even for the clothes upon my back, I am not worth, etc. Oh sister say not so, It lies in you my downcast state to raise, To make me stand on even points with the world: Come Sister, you are rich? Indeed you are: And in your power you have, without delay, Acton's five hundred pound back to repay. Till now I had thought you loud me, by mine honour Which I had kept as spotless as the Moon, I near was mistress of that single doit, Which I reserved not to supply your wants: And do you think that I would hoard from you. Now by my hopes in heaven, knew I the means To buy you from the slavery of your debts, Especially from Acton whom I hate, I would redeem it with my life or blood. I challenge it, and kindred set apert Thus Russian like I lay siege to your heart: What do I owe to Acton? Why some five hundred pounds, toward which I swear In all the world I have not one dinar. It will not prove so: sister, now resolve me, What do you think, and speak your conscience? Would Acton give might he enjoy your bed?
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A milde sentence. But as thou hopst for heauen, as thou beleeust thy names recorded in the booke of life, I chardge thee neuer after this sad daie To see me, or to meete me, or to send By word, or writing, guift, or otherwise To moue me, by thy selfe, or by thy friends, Nor challenge any part in my two children; So farewell Nan, for we will henceforth be As we had neuer seene, nere more shall see. How full my hart is in my eyes appears, What wants in words, I will supply in teares. Come take your Coach, your stuffe, all must along, Seruants and all make ready, all be gone, It was thy hand cut two harts out of one. Brother, why haue you trict me like a bride? Bought me this gay attire, these ornaments? forget you our estate, our pouerty? Call me not brother, but imagine me Some barbarous Outlaw, or vnciuil Kerne, For if thou shutst thy eye, and onely hearst The words that I shall vtter, thou shalt iudge me Some staring Ruffin, not thy brother Charles Oh Susan. Oh brother, what doth this strange language meane? Dost loue me sister? Wouldst thou see me liue A bankrupt begger in the worlds disgrace, And die indebted to my enemies? Wouldst thou behold me stand like a huge Beame In the worldes eye, a by-word and a scorne? It lies in thee of these to acquit me free, And all my debt I may outstrip by thee. By me: why? I haue nothing, nothing, left, I owe euen for the clothes vpon my backe, I am not worth, &c. Oh sister say not so, It lies in you my downe-cast state to raise, To make me stand on euen pointes with the world: Come Sister, you are rich? Indeede you are: And in your power you haue, without delaie, Actons fiue hundred pound backe to repae. Till now I had thought you loud me, by mine honor Which I had kept as spotlesse as the Moone, I nere was mistris of that single doite, Which I reserud not to supply your wants: And do you think that I would hoord from you. Now by my hopes in heauen, knew I the meanes To buy you from the slauery of your debts, Especially from Acton whom I hate, I would redeeme it with my life or bloud. I challenge it, and kindred set apert Thus Russian like I lay siedge to your art: What do I ow to Acton? Why some fiue hundred pounds, toward which I swear In all the world I haue not one deneare. It will not proue so: sister, now resolue me, What do you thinke, and speake your conscience? Would Acton giue might he enioy your bed?