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My tortures be above thy human guess, The torment of my soul who may express? My comforts now be multitudes of pain, Viewing a number infinite of souls, Which stuste the dampish pit with piercing howls, Restless they tumble, hoping to get ease, And, more they move, outrage doth more increase, we rail at our conception, curse the sky, And in the face of heaven spit blasphemy. we all enjoy a most impatient curse, Yet all suppose our own pain shall the worse; Motion doth vex us, sitting still doth vex, Torment, no age escapes, no sumptuous sex: Did thy ambitious height incur all this? My falsehood, flattery, and a courtier's life, (The fountains to all sorrow) did infect My soul with a disease incurable. I do indeed forgive thee, therefore tell Compassion to the Pursuivant of hell; Say I forgive thee, and on that discharge, Command the crabbed jailor to enlarge Thy long and lowly thraldom; often say I do forgive thee (false ungracious man) O oftentimes repeat, the King forgives, Often repeat, as an exemplar thing, Thou hast obtained forgiveness of a King, For a tall grant-error, an offence Made monstrous big by circumstance; contempt In a degree above comparison; Yet I forgive those capital crimes done: If thou attainted be with some offence, Equal in nature to this high contempt, Go then accursed, till I redeem thee, go Accounted worthy of damnation's woe: But, because officers do sting like bees, Say I forgive thee, and will pay thy fees. Few plaintiffs, or appellants do the like, Though I without a judgement will release Errors escaped from youth, so live in peace. But I am past repentance (royal sir) And so thy pardon is like bounty given To beggars dead, or medicines ill-bestowed On separated members, like vain life Purchased by seals and writings after death, And execution of a guilty thief; There's no capacity for dead relief. Kings, clad with numerous titles, cannot give Promethean fire, to make a dead man live: Pardon of Kings no benefit may deal, Except it pass by a superior seal: Surfeits and rupture, to be dumb, and blind, Acknowledge Art; but surfeits of the mind And rupture in affections forcing ill, Know none above, but a free governed will: Which if it prove remiss, man's powerful fate Carries him headlong to my damned estate; The ship-wrecked Pilot may discern a shelf, But every fool un-cheated, cheats himself: Advance thy pale desires, look fresh and big, Think on revenge, clear thy contracted brow, Be sensible of wrong, and (worthy) know My false copartners live, who did conspire, And frame the bellows of ambitious fire: Amilcar lives (my some) Lucilla lives (Thy subtle sister) old Mantesio lives: All my adherents, all competitors In mischief, most well-known conspirators; Yet all survive in safety, traitors live: Think on revenge, I do advise thee well; Sleep not upon thy projects, if thou want Opinion of a friend, hear me a supplicant: Level invention with a speedy aime, Till thou the cunning of such knaves reclaim.
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My tortures be aboue thy humane gesse, The torment of my soule who may expresse? My comforts now be multitudes of paine, Viewing a number infinite of soules, Which stuste the dampish pit with piercing howles, Restlesse they tumble, hoping to get ease, And, more they moue, out-rage doth more increase, Wee raile at our conception, curse the skye, And in the face of heau'n spit blasphemy. Wee all enioy a most impatient curse, Yet all suppose our owne paine shall the worse; Motion doth vexe vs, sitting still doth vexe, Torment, no age escapes, no sumptuous sexe: Did thy ambitious height incurre all this? My falshood, slattery, and a Courtiers life, (The fountaies to all sorrow) did infect My oue with a disease vn-curable. I doe indeed forgiue thee, therefore tell Compassion to the Purseuant of ell; Say I forgiue thee, and on that dis-charge, Command the crabbed Iaylor to in-large Thy long and lowie thraldome; often say I doe forgiue thee (false vngracious man) O often-times repeat, the Kingforgiues, Often repeat, as an exemplar thing, Thou hast obtain'd forgiuenesse of a King, For a tall grant-error, an offence Made monstrous bigge by circumstance; contempt In a degree aboue comparison; Yet I forgiue those capitall crimes done: If thou attainted be with some offence, Equall in nature to this high contempt, Goe then curs'd, till I redeeme thee, goe Accounted worthy of damnations woe: But, because officers do sting like bees, Say I forgiue thee, and will pay thy fees. Few plaintifes, or appellants doe the like, Though I without a iudgement will release Errors escap'd from youth, soliue in peace. But I am past repentance (royall sir) And so thy pardon is like bounty giuen To beggers dead, or med'cines ill-bestow'd On separated members, like vaine life Purchas'd by seales and writings after death, And execution of a guilty theefe; There's no capacity for dead reliefe. Kings, clad with numerous titles, cannot giue Promethean fire, to make a dead man liue: Pardon of Kings no benefite may deale, Except it passe by a superiour seale: Surfets and rupture, to be dumbe, and blinde, Acknowledge Art; but surfets of the minde And rupture in affections forcing ill, Know none aboue, but a free gouern'd will: Which if it proue re-misse, mans powerfull fate Carries him head-long to my damn'd estate; The ship-wrack'd Pilot may discerne a shelfe, But euery foole vn-cheated, cheats himselfe: Aduance thy pale desires, looke fresh and big, Thinke on revenge, cleare thy contracted brow, Be sensible of wrong, and (worthy) know My false co-partners liue, who did conspire, And frame the bellowes of ambitious fire: Amilcar liues (my some) Lucilla liues (Thy subtill sister) old Mantesio liues: All my adhaerents, all competitors In mischiefe, most well-knowne conspirators; Yet all suruiue in safety, traytors liue: Thinke on revenge, I doe aduise thee well; Sleepe not vpon thy proiects, if thou want Opinion of a friend, heare mee a supplicant: Levell inuention with a speedy aime, Till thou the cunning of such knaues reclaime.