Chapman, George · published 1612 · first performed or written 1604 [1604-1605] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 469 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
O thou hast told me news that cleaves my heart; Would I had never seen thee, or heard sooner This bloody story; yet see, note my truth Yet I must love thee. Out upon the Monster. Go, tell the Governor; Let me be brought To die for that most famous villainy; Not for this miching base transgression Of tenant negligence. I can not do't. Love must salve any murder: I'll be judge Of thee dear love, and these shall be thy pains In steed of iron, to suffer these soft chains. O I am infinitely obliged. Arise I say, thou saver of my life. Do not with vain-affrighting conscience Betray a life, that is not thine but mine: Rise and preserve it. Ha? thy husband's body? Hang't up you say, in steed of that that's stolen; Yet I his murderer, is that your meaning? It is my Love. Thy love amazes me, The point is yet how we shall get it thither, Ha? Tie a halter about's neck, and drag him to the Gallows: shall I my love? So you may do indeed, Or if your own strength will not serve, we'll aid Our hands to yours, and bear him to the place. For heavens love come, the night goes off apace. All the infernal plagues dwell in thy soul; I'll fetch a crow of iron to break the coffin. Do love, be speedy. As I wish thy damnation. O I could tear myself into atoms; off with this Antic, the shirt that Hercules wore for his wife, was not more baneful. Is't possible there should be such a latitude in the Sphere of this sex, to entertain such an extension of mischief, and not turn Devil. What is a woman? what are the worst when the best are so past naming? As men like this let them try their wives again. Put women to the test; discover them; paint them, paint them ten parts more than they do themselves, rather than look on them as they are; Their wits are but painted that dislike their painting. Thou foolish thirster after idle secrets, And ill's abroad; look home, and store & choke thee; There sticks an Achelon's horn of all, Copy enough. As much as Alizon of streams receives, Or lofty Ilea shows of shady leaves. Who's that? I wonder Lycus fails me. Nor can I hear what's become of him. He would not certain ride to Dipolis to call my brother back, without my knowledge. My brother's voice; what makes he hereabouts so untimely? I'll slip him. Who goes there? A friend. Dear friend, let's know you. A friend least looked for but most welcome, and with many a long look expected here. What sir unbooted? have you been long arrived? Not long, some two hours before night.
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O thou hast told me newes that cleaues my heart; Would I had neuer seene thee, or heard sooner This bloudie storie; yet see, note my truth Yet I must loue thee. Out vpon the Monster. Goe, tell the Gouernour; Let me be brought To die for that most famous villanie; Not for this miching base transgression Of tenant negligence. I can not doo't. Loue must salue any murther: Ile be iudge Of thee deare loue, and these shall be thy paines In steede of yron, to suffer these soft chaines. O I am infinitely oblig'd. Arise I say, thou sauer of my life. Doe not with vaine-affrighting conscience Betray a life, that is not thine but mine: Rise and preserue it. Ha? thy husbands bodie? Hang't vp you say, in steede of that that's stolne; Yet I his murtherer, is that your meaning? It is my Loue. Thy loue amazes me, The point is yet how we shall get it thither, Ha? Tie a halter about's necke, and dragge him to the Gallowes: shall I my loue? So you may doe indeede, Or if your owne strength will not serue, wee'le aide Our handes to yours, and beare him to the place. For heauens loue come, the night goes off apace. All the infernall plagues dwell in thy soule; Ile fetch a crow of yron to breake the coffin. Doe loue, be speedie. As I wish thy damnation. O I could teare my selfe into Atomes; off with this Antick, the shirt that Hercules wore for his wife, was not more banefull. Is't possible there should be such a latitude in the Sphere of this sexe, to entertaine such an extention of mischiefe, and not turne Deuill. What is a woman? what are the worst when the best are so past naming? As men like this let them trie their wiues againe. Put women to the test; discouer them; paint them, paint them ten parts more then they doe themselues, rather then looke on them as they are; Their wits are but painted that dislike their painting. Thou foolish thirster after idle secrets, And ill's abrode; looke home, and store & choke thee; There sticks an Achelons horne of all, Copie enough. As much as Alizon of streames receiues, Or loftie Ilea showes of shadie leaues. Who's that? I wonder Lycus failes me. Nor can I heare whats become of him. Hee would not certaine ride to Dipolis to call my brother back, without my knowledge. My brothers voice; what makes he here abouts so vntimely? Ile slip him. Who goes there? A friend. Deare friend, lets know you. A friend least look't for but most welcome, and with many a long looke expected here. What sir vnbooted? haue you beene long arriu'd? Not long, some two houres before night.