Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1602 [1602-1603] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Hear why I speak it; Love: The Grecian youths are full of quality, Their loving well composed, with gift of nature, Flawing and swelling over with Arts and exercise: How novelties may move, and parts with person. Alas, a kind of godly jealousy; Which I beseech you call a virtuous sin: Makes me afraid. O heavens, you love me not! die I a villain then: In this I do not call your faith in question So mainly as my merit: I cannot sing, Nor heel the high Lavolt; nor sweeten talk; Nor play at subtle games; fair virtues all; To which the Grecians are most prompt and pregnant: But I can tell that in each grace of these, There lurks a still and dumb-discoursive devil, That tempts most cunningly: but be not tempted. Do you think I will: No, but something may be done that we will not: And sometimes we are devils to ourselves, When we will tempt the frailty of our powers, Presuming on their changefull potency. Nay, good my Lord? Come kiss, and let us part. Brother Troilus? Good brother come you hither, And bring Aeneas and the Grecian with you. My Lord, will you be true? Who I? alas it is my vice, my fault: Whiles others fish with craft for great opinion, I, with great truth, catch mere simplicity; Whilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns, With truth and plainness I do wear mine bare: Fear not my truth; the moral of my wit Is plain and true, there's all the reach of it. Welcome sir Diomedes, here is the Lady Which for Antenor, we deliver you. At the port (Lord) I'll give her to thy hand, And by the way possess thee what she is. Entreat her fair; and by my soul, fair Greek, If ere thou stand at mercy of my Sword, Name Cressida, and thy life shall be as safe As Priam is in Illium? Fair Lady Cressida, So please you save the thankes this Prince expects: The lustre in your eye, heaven in your cheek, Pleads your fair visage, and to Diomedes You shall be mistress, and command him wholly. Grecian, thou dost not use me courteously, To shame the seal of my petition towards, I praising her. I tell thee Lord of Greece: She is as far high soaring o'er thy praises, As thou unworthy to be called her servant: I charge thee use her well, even for my charge: For by the dreadful Pluto, if thou dost not, (Though the great bulk Achilles be thy guard) I'll cut thy throat. Oh be not moved Prince Troilus; Let me be privileged by my place and message, To be a speaker free? when I am hence, I'll answer to my lust: and know my Lord; I'll nothing do on charge: to her own worth She shall be prized: but that you say, be't so; I'll speak it in my spirit and honour, no.
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Heare why I ſpeake it; Loue: The Grecian youths are full of qualitie, Their louing well compos'd, with guift of nature, Flawing and ſwelling ore with Arts and exerciſe: How nouelties may moue, and parts with perſon. Alas, a kinde of godly iealouſie; Which I beſeech you call a vertuous ſinne: Makes me affraid. O heauens, you loue me not! Dye I a villaine then: In this I doe not call your faith in queſtion So mainely as my merit: I cannot ſing, Nor heele the high Lauolt; nor ſweeten talke; Nor play at ſubtill games; faire vertues all; To which the Grecians are moſt prompt and pregnant: But I can tell that in each grace of theſe, There lurkes a ſtill and dumb-diſcourſiue diuell, That tempts moſt cunningly: but be not tempted. Doe you thinke I will: No, but ſomething may be done that we wil not: And ſometimes we are diuels to our ſelues, When we will tempt the frailtie of our powers, Preſuming on their changefull potencie. Nay, good my Lord? Come kiſſe, and let vs part. Brother Troylus? Good brother come you hither, And bring Aeneas and the Grecian with you. My Lord, will you be true? Who I? alas it is my vice, my fault: Whiles others fiſh with craft for great opinion, I, with great truth, catch meere ſimplicitie; Whil'ſt ſome with cunning guild their copper crownes, With truth and plainneſſe I doe weare mine bare: Feare not my truth; the morrall of my wit Is plaine and true, ther's all the reach of it. Welcome ſir Diomed, here is the Lady Which for Antenor, we deliuer you. At the port (Lord) Ile giue her to thy hand, And by the way poſſeſſe thee what ſhe is. Entreate her faire; and by my ſoule, faire Greeke, If ere thou ſtand at mercy of my Sword, Name Creſſid, and thy life ſhall be as ſafe As Priam is in Illion? Faire Lady Creſsid, So pleaſe you ſaue the thankes this Prince expects: The luſtre in your eye, heauen in your cheeke, Pleades your faire viſage, and to Diomed You ſhall be miſtreſſe, and command him wholly. Grecian, thou do'ſt not vſe me curteouſly, To ſhame the ſeale of my petition towards, I praiſing her. I tell thee Lord of Greece: Shee is as farre high ſoaring o're thy praiſes, As thou vnworthy to be cal'd her ſeruant: I charge thee vſe her well, euen for my charge: For by the dreadfull Pluto, if thou do'ſt not, (Though the great bulke Achilles be thy guard) Ile cut thy throate. Oh be not mou'd Prince Troylus; Let me be priuiledg'd by my place and meſſage, To be a ſpeaker free? when I am hence, Ile anſwer to my luſt: and know my Lord; Ile nothing doe on charge: to her owne worth She ſhall be priz'd: but that you ſay, be't ſo; Ile ſpeake it in my ſpirit and honor, no.