Heywood, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1607 [1606-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Anne's Men · Red Bull T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation typicality 0.80 · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
To rest then, a rank of torches there, attend the Prince. Madam, I doubt I am a guest this night Too troublesome, and I offend your rest. This ring speaks for me, that next Collatine you are to me most welcome, yet my Lord, thus much presume, without this from his hand, Sextus this night could not have entered here, no, not the king himself, my doors the day time to my friends are free, But in the night the obdure gates are less kind, Without this ring they can no entrance find. Lights for the Prince. A kiss and so goodnight, nay for your ring's sake deny not that Ioue give your Highness soft and sweet repose. And thee the like, repose with soft content, My vows are fixed, my thoughts on mischief bent. 'tis late, so many stars shine in this room, By reason of this great and princely guest, The world might call our modesty in question, To revel thus our husband at the Camp, Hast and to rest, save in the PRINCE's chamber, Let not a light appear, my heart's all sadness, Ioue unto thy protection I commit My chastity and honour to thy keep, My waking soul I give whilst my thoughts sleep, Soft, soft, not to loud, imagine we were now going on the ropes with eggs at our heels, he that hath but a creeking shoe, I would he had a creek in his neck, tread not to hard for disturbing Prince Sextus. I wonder the P. would ha' none of us stay in his chamber & help him to bed. What an ass art thou to wonder, there may be many causes thou knowest the Prince is a soldier, & soldiers many times want shift, who can say whether he have a clean shirt on or no? for any thing that we know he hath used staves acre a late, or hath ta'en a medicine to kill the itch, what's that to us, we did our duty to proffer our service. And what should we enter farther into his thoughts, come shall's to bed? I'm as drowsy as a dormouse, & my head's as heavy as though I had a nightcap of lead on: And my eyes begin to glue themselves together, I was till supper was done altogether for your repast, and now after supper I am only for your repose. I think for the two virtues of eating and sleeping, there's never a Roman spirit under the cope, can put me down. For shame what a conjuring and caterwauling keep you here, that my Lady cannot sleep: you shall have her call by and by, and send you all to bed with a witness. Sweet mistress Mirable, we are going. You are too loud: come, every man dispose him to his rest and i'll to mine. Out with your torch's sir. Come then, and every man sneak into his kennel
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To rest then, a ranke of torches there, attend the Prince. Madam, I doubt I am a guest this night Too troublesome, and I offend your rest. This ring speakes for me, that next Collatine you are to me most welcome, yet my Lord, thus much presume, without this from his hand, Sextu this night could not haue entred here, no, not the king himself, my dors the day time to my frinds are frēe, But in the night the obdure gates are lesse kind, Without this ring they cā no entrāce find. Lights for the Prince. A kisse and so godnight, nay for your rings sake deny not that Ioue giue your Highnes soft and sweet repose. And thee the like, repose with content, My vowes are fixt, my thoughts on mischiefe bent. Tis late, so many starres shine in this roome, By reason of this great and princely guest, The world might call our modesty in question, To reuell thus our husband at the Campe, Hast and to est, saue in the Princes chamber, Let not a light appeare, my hart's all sadnesse, Ioue vnto thy protection I commit My chastitie and honour to thy keepe, My waking soule I giue whilst my thoughts sleepe, Soft, soft, not to loud, imagine we were now going on the ropes with egs at our heeles, he that hath but a creeking shooe, I wold he had a creek in his neck, tread not to hard for disturbing Prince Sextus. I wonder the P. would ha none of vs stay in his chamber & helpe him to bed. What an asse art thou to wonder, there may be many causes thou knowest the Prince is a soldier, & soldiers many times want shift, who can say whether he haue a cleane shirt on or no? for any thing that we know he hath vsde staues aker a late, or hath tane a medcin to kill the itch, whats that to vs, we did our duty to our seruice. And what should we enter farther into his thoughts, shals to bed? Ime as drousie as a doremouse, & my head's as as though I had a nightcap of lead on: And my eies begin to glew themselues together, I was til supper was done altoge your repast, and now after supper I am onely for your repose. I think for the two vertues of eating and sleeping, there's neuer a Roman spirit vnder the cope, can put me downe. For shame what a coniuing and catter-walling keep you heere, that my Lady cannot sleepe: you shall haue her call by and by, and send you all to bed with a witnes. Sweete mistris Myrable, we are going. You are too lowde: ome, euerie man dispose him to his rest and ile to mine. with your Torches sir. Come then, and euerie man sneake into his knnell