The Tragedy of Charles Duke of Byron · chunk 12 of 37
Chapman, George · published 1608 · first performed or written 1608 [1607-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Children of the Queen's Revels unassigned nearest T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea · 522 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
I fly with no such aim, nor am opposed, Against my Sovereign; but the worthy height I have wrought by my service, I will hold, Which if I come away, I cannot do; For if the enemy should invade the Frontier, Whose charge to guard, is mine, with any spoil, (Although the King in placing of another Might well excuse me) Yet all foreign Kings That can take note of no such secret quittance, Will lay the weakness here, upon my wants; And therefore my abode is resolute. I sorrow for your resolution, And fear your dissolution, will succeed. I must endure it; Fare you well my Lord; Farewell to you; Captain what other news? La Fin salutes you; Welcome good friend; I hope your wished arrival, Will give some certain end to our designs; I know not that, my Lord; reports are raised so doubtful and so different, that the truth of any one can hardly be assured. Good news, D'Auvergne; our trusty friend La Fin, Hath cleared all scruple with his Majesty, And uttered nothing but what served to clear All bad Suggestions. So he says, my Lord But others say, La Fin's assurances Are mere deceits; and wish you to believe; That when the Vidame, nephew to La Fin, Met you at autumn, to assure your doubts, His uncle had said nothing to the King That might offend you; all the journeys charge, The King defrayed; beside, your truest friends Willed me to make you certain that your place Of government is otherwise disposed; And all advise you, for your latest hope, To make retreat into the French County. I thank them all, but they touch not the depth, Of the affairs, betwixt La Fin and me. Who is returned contented to his house, Quite freed, of all displeasure or distrust; And therefore, worthy friends we'll now to Court. My Lord, I like your other friends advices, Much better than Laffin's; and on my life You can not come to Court with any safety. Who shall infringe it? I know, all the Court, Have better apprehension of my valour; Then that they dare lay violent hands on me; If I have only means to draw this sword, I shall have power enough to set me free, From seizure, by my proudest enemy. He will not come I dare engage my hand. He will be fetched then, I'll engage my head. Come, or be fetched, he quite hath lost his honour, In giving these suspicions of revolt From his allegiance: that which he hath won, With sundry wounds, and peril of his life; With wonder of his wisdom, and his valour, He loseth with a most enchanted glory: And admiration of his pride, and folly. Why did you never see a fortunate man, Suddenly raised to heaps of wealth and honour? Nor any rarely great in gifts of nature, As valour, wit, and smooth use of the tongue, Set strangely to the pitch of popular likings? But with as sudden falls the rich and honoured, Were overwhelmed by poverty, and shame Or had no use of both above the wretched.
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I flie with no such ayme, nor am opposde, Against my Soueraigne; but the worthy height I haue wrought by my seruice, I will hold, Which if I come away, I cannot do; For if the enimie should inuade the Frontier, Whose charge to guard, is mine, with any spoile, (Although the King in placing of another Might well excuse me) Yet all forraine Kinges That can take note of no such secret quittance, Will lay the weakenesse here, vpon my wants; And therefore my abode is resolute. I sorrow for your resolution, And feare your dissolution, will succeed. I must indure it; Fare you well my Lord; Farewell to you; Captaine what other newes? La Fin salutes you; Welcome good friend; I hope your wisht arriuall▪ Will giue some certaine end to our disseignes; I know not that, my Lord; reports are rais'd so doubtfull and so different, that the truth of any one can hardly be assur'd. Good newes, D'Avuergne; our trusty friend La Fin, Hath clear'd all scruple with his Maiestie, And vtterd nothing but what seru'd to cleare All bad Suggestions. So he sayes, my Lord But others say, La Fins assurances Are meere deceipts; and wish you to beleeue; That when the Vidame, nephew to La Fin, Met you at Autune, to assure your doubts, His vncle had said nothing to the King That might offend you; all the iournies charge, The King defraid; besides, your truest friendes Willd me to make you certaine that your place Of gouernment is otherwise dispos'd; And all aduise you, for your latest hope, To make retreat into the Frnch County. I thanke them all, but they touch not the depth, Of the affaires, betwixt La Fin and me. Who is returnd contented to his house, Quite freed, of all displeasure or distrust; And therefore, worthy friends wele now to Court. My Lord, I like your other friends aduices, Much better then Laffins; and on my life You can not come to Court with any saftie. Who shall infringe it? I know, all the Court, Haue better apprehension of my valure; Then that they dare lay violent hands on mee; If I haue onely meanes to drawe this sword, I shall haue powre enough to set me free, From seasure, by my proudest enemie. He will not come I dare engage my hand. He will be fetcht then, ile engage my head. Come, or be fetcht, he quite hath lost his honor, In giuing these suspicions of reuolt From his allegiance: that which he hath wunne, With sundry wounds, and perrill of his life; With wonder of his wisdome, and his valure, He looseth with a most enchanted glorie: And admiration of his pride, and folly. Why did you neuer see a fortunate man, Sodainely rais'd to heapes of welth and honor? Nor any rarely great in guifts of nature, As valure, wit, and smooth vse of the tongue, Set strangely to the pitch of populare likings? But with as sodaine falls the rich and honord, Were ouerwhelmd by pouertie▪ and shame Or had no vse of both aboue the wretched.