Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.
Madam know, He is contract already. To a whore? The strumpet Favorina? Hark just heaven! She rails upon a virgin, whose pure soul Might give example of true chastity To her own spotted, leprous infamy. Now old Hyarchus laughs. Her father: yes: A rotten Magistrate, who may thank warm clothes, caudles and physic for each rising Sun, Which he poor man is made partaker of, His daughter must be married to the King: So, ay, degraded must acknowledge one Above us in our female properties, Be boundless my exclaims, and terrible; (Curses) assemble your offensive rage, And help a woman's fury to disgorge The poison of her stomach, in the face Of a most spiteful brother, whose design Is unto me a purge so laxative, As my unable body will be spent With bitter execrations; o I feel The storm of vengeance wrestle in my blood, Tempting my soul to be more great than good. O may the horror of some fatal knife, Finish the blessings of my brother's wife. May she live loathed, or never may she live, Till heavens unto my happiness shall give A freedom, to insult and tyrannize, Upon that impious whore, that Cockatrice. O may new mischief tread upon the heels Of terror, to affront the joy she feels. Let some infernal Necromantic charm, Change their expected happiness to harm. Let many clouds salute their nuptial morn, With ominous affrights in way of scorn. The height of mischief makes my sorrow sound, As Opobalsum doth a bleeding wound. O the rude licence of a woman's rage, Who her malignant discords can presage? So, let her vanish, and her gall unmask, Till we accomplish our appointed task. My sorry conscience doth recoil (old men) Worthy Malindo did enforce my vow To prove delinquent, rather than oppose My dreaded sovereign's life (an impious act, Urged by the cunning of more impious age.) O then submit, with penitential tears Confess, your age offends the King through fears, Our age offend the King? we urge this act? Of murder: yes, you love Monopolies. Subtle distraction!. Silence. Hipponax. Hyarchus we disclaim your subtleties. My father so rejected? Queen forbear, Malindo is our faithful favourite. In thy protection let our kingdom live. Welcome brave Duke; be ever mine, beloved; Accounted in the chiefest scarlet rank Of understanding judices; we thank Your noble and magnanimous resolve, Your charitable undertaking; be advanced And ever in my bosom: you are loyal. Deign mighty Monarch but experience, Your love already hath in ample sort, Given testimonial enough: be graced And ever happy in our high account: Another subject Officer I have, Pheudippe called; on whom the grace's smile: A man so absolute in my approof, That Nature hath reserved small dignity Which he enjoys not. Welcome friend approach, Forsake the City, ever dwell in Court; Nay nearer, in my bosom: we observe Your manifest endeavour, diligence, And all industrious faculties that lodge Themselves in thee with a true correspondence, we note your projects, and esteem them highly.
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Madam know, He is contract already. To a whore? The strumpet Farina? Hearke iust heauen! She railes vpon a virgin, whose pure soule Might giue example of true chestity To her owne spotted, leprous infamy. Now old Hyarchus laughes. Her father: yes: A rotten Magistrate, who may thanke warme clothes, Caudels and physicke for each rising Sunne, Which he poore man is made partaker of, His daughter must be married to the King: So, I, degraded must acknowledge one Aboue vs in our female properties, Be boundlesse my exclaimes, and terrible; (Curses) assemble your offensiue rage, And helpe a womans fury to disgorge The poyson of her stomacke, in the face Of a most spightfull brother, whose designe Is vnto me a purge so laxatiue, As my vnable body will be spent With bitter execrations; ô I feele The storme of vengeance wrestle in my bloud, Tempting my soule to bee more great then good. O may the horror of some fatall knife, Finish the blessings of my brothers wife. May she liue loath'd, or neuer may she liue, Till heauens vnto my happinesse shall giue A freedom, to insult and tyrannize, Vpon that impious whore, that Cockatrize. O may new mischiefe tread vpon the heeles Of terrour, to affront the ioy she feeles. Let some infernall Negromanticke charme, Change their expected happinesse to harme. Let many clouds salute their nuptiall morne, With omenons affrights in way of scorne. The height of mischife makes my sorrow sound, As Op-balsum doth a bleeding wound. O the rude licence of a womans rage, Who her malignant discods can presage? So, let her vanish, and her gall vnmaske, Till wee accomplish our appointed taske. My sorry conscience doth recoyle (old men) Worthy Malid did inforce my vow To proue delinquent, rather then oppose My dreaded soueraignes life (an impious act, Vrg'd by the cunning of more impious age.) O then submit, with poenitentiall teares Confesse, your age offends the King through feares, Our age offend the King? we vrge this act? Of murther: yes, you loue . Subtill distraction!. Silence. Hippoax. Hyarchus we disclaime your subtilties. My father so reiected? Queene forbeare, Malindo is our faithfull favourite. In thy protection let our kingdome liue. Welcome braue Duke; be euer mine, belou'd; Accounted in the chiefest scarlet ranke Of vnderstanding Iudices; we thanke Your noble and magnaminous resolue, Your charitable vndertaking; be aduanc'd And euer in my bosome: you are loyall. Daigne mighty Monarch but experience, Your loue already hath in ample sort, Giu'n testimoniall enough: be grac'd And euer happy in our high account: Another subiect Officer I haue, Phedippe cal'd; on whom the graces smile: A man so absolute in my approofe, That Nature hath reseru'd small dignity Which he enioyes not. Welcome friend approch, Forsake the Citie, euer dwell in Court; Nay neerer, in my bosome: we obserue Your manifest indeuour, diligence, And all industrious faculties that lodge Themselues in thee with a true correspondence, Wee note your proiects, and esteeme them highly.