Heywood, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1607 [1606-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Anne's Men · Red Bull T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an typicality 0.75 · 521 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.
WIthdraw, we must have private conference With our dear husband. What wouldst thou wife? Be what I am not, make thee greater far Than thou canst aim to be. Why I am Tarquin. And I am Tullia what of that? What Diapasons more in Tarquin's name Then in a subjects? or what's Tullia More in the sound, than to become the name Of a poor Maid or waiting Gentlewoman? I am a princess both by birth and thoughts, Yet als but Tullia, there's no resonance In a bare style: my title bears no breadth, Nor hath it any state, oh me, i'm sick! Sick Lady? Sick at heart. Why my sweet Tullia? To be a Queen I long, long and am sick With ardence, my hot appetite's afire, Till my swollen fervour be delivered Of that great Title Queen, my heart's all royal, Not to be circumscribed in servile bounds, While there's a King that rules the Peers of Rome. Tarquin makes legs and Tullia courtesies low, Bows at each nod, and must not near the state Without obey sance, oh! I hate this awe, my proud heart cannot brook it. He are me wife. I am no wife of Tarquini if not King: Oh had God made me man, I would have mounted Above the base tribunals of the earth, Up to the clouds, for pompous sovereignty, Thou art a man, oh bear my royal mind, Mount heaven and see if Tullia lag behind, There is no earth in me, I am all fire, Were Tarquin so, then should we both aspire. Oh Tullia, though my body taste of dullness, My soul is winged: lo I soar as high as thine, But note what flags our wings! forty five years The King thy father hath protected Room. That makes for us: the people covet change, Even the best things in time grow tedious. 'twould seem unnatural in thee my Tullia, The reverend King, thy Father to depose: A kingdoms quest, makes Sons and Father's foes. And but by Servius fall we cannot climb, The balm that must anoint us is his blood. Let's lave our brows then in that crimson flood, We must be bold and dreadless, who aspires, Mounts by the lives of Fathers, Sons, and Sires. And so must I, since for a kingdoms love, Thou canst despise a Father for a Crown: Tarquin shall mount Servius be tumbled down For he usurps my state, and first deposed, My father in my swathed Infancy, For which he shall be countant to his end. I have sounded all the peers and Senators, and though unknown to thee my Tullia, They all embrace my faction, and so they, Love change of state, and new King to obey. Now is my Tarquin, worthy Tullia's grace Since in my arms, I thus a King embrace. The King should meet this day in Parliament, With all the Senates and Estates of Rome: His place will I assume, and there proclaim, All our decrees in Royal Tarquin's name. May it please thee Noble Tarquin to attend The King this day within the high Capitol?
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WIthdraw, we must haue priuate conference With our deere husband. What wouldst thou wife? Be what I am not, make thee greater farre Then thou canstay me to be. Why I am Tarquin. And I am Tullia what of that? What Diapasons more in Tarquins name Then in a Subiects? or what's Tullia More in the sound, then to become the name Of a poore Maide or waiting Gentlewoman? I am a princesse both by birth and thoughts, Yet al's but Tullia, theres no resonance In a bare stile: my title beares no breadth, Nor hath it any state, oh me, i'me sicke! Sick Lady? Sick at heart. Why my sweete Tullia? To be a Queene I long, long and am sicke With ardence, my hot appetite's afire, Till my swolne feruor be deliuered Of that great Title Queene, my heart's al royal, Not to be circumscribed in seruill bounds, While there's a King that rules the Pres of Rome. Tarquin makes legs and Tullia curtesies lowe, Bowes at each nod, and must not neere the state Without obey sance, oh! I hate this awe, my prowd heart cannot brooke it. He are me wife. I am no wife of Tarquini if not King: Oh had God made me man, I would haue mounted Aboue the base tribunals of the earth, Vp to the clowdes, for pompeous soueraintie, Thou art a man, oh beare my royall minde, Mount heauen and see if Tllia lag behinde, There is no earth in me, I am all fire, Were Taquin so, then should we both aspire. Oh Tullia, though my body taste of dulnesse, My soule is wingde: loe I soare as high as thine, But note what flags our wings! fortie fiue yeares The King thy father hath protected Roome. That makes for vs: the people couet change, Euen the best things in time grow teadious. T'would seeme v nnaturall in thee my Tullia, The reuerend King, thy Father to depose: A kingdomes quest, makes Sonnes and Fathers foes. And but by Seruius fall we cannot climbe, The balme that must annoynt vs is his blood. Lets laue our browes thn in that crimson flood, We must be bolde and dreadlesse, who aspires, Mounts by the liues of Fathers, Sonnes, and Sires. And so must I, since for a kingdomes loue, Thou canst despise a Father for a Crowne: Tarquin shall mount Seruius be tumbled down For he vsurpes my state, and first deposde, My father in my swathed Infancye, For which he shall be countant to his end. I haue sounded all the Peires and Senators, and though vnknowne to thee my Tullia, They al imbrace my faction, and so they, Loue change of state, and new King to obey. Now is my Tarquin, worthy Tullias grace Since in my armes, I thus a King embrace. The King should meete this day in Parliament, With all the Senates and Estates of Rome: His place will I assume, and there proclaime, All our decrees in Royall Tarquins name. May it please thee Noble Tarquin to attend The King this day within the high Capitol?