Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1619 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T41 Household service: masters, doors and po typicality 0.82 · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
Sir Why where's all the Company? call Amintor in Euadne, where's my brother, and Melantius, Bid him come too, and Diphilus, call all That are without there, if he should desire The combat of you, 'tis not in the power Of all our laws to hinder it, unless We mean to quit 'em. Why if you do think 'tis fit an old man, and a Counsellor To fight for what he says, than you may grant it. Come sirs, Amintor thou art yet a Bridegroom, And I will use thee so, thou shalt sit down, Euadne sit, and you Amintor too This banquet is for you sir, who has brought A merry tale about him, to raise laughter Amongst our wine, why Strato where art thou Thou wilt chopped out with them unseasonably When I desire 'em not. 'tis my ill luck Sir, so to spend them then. Reach me a bowl of wine, Melantius thou art sad. I should be Sir the merriest here, But I ha' near a story of mine own worth telling at this time. Give me the wine. Melantius I am now considering How easy 'twere for any man we trust To poison one of us in such a bowl. I think it were not hard Sir, for a Knave. Such as you are. i'faith 'twere easy, it becomes us well To get plain dealing men about ourselves, Such as you all are here, Amintor to thee And to thy fair Euadne. Have you thought of this Callianax. Yes marry have I. And what's your resolution? Ye shall have it soundly I warrant you. Reach to Amintor, Strato. Here my love, This wine will do thee wrong, for it will set Blushes upon thy cheeks, and till thou dost A fault 'twere pity. Yet I wonder much Of the strange desperation of these men That dare attempt such acts here in our state, He could not scape that did it. Were he known, unpossible. It would be known Melantius. It ought to be, if he got then away He must wear all our lives upon his sword, He need not fly the Island, he must leave No one alive. No I should think no man Could kill me and scape clear but that old man. But I? heaven bless me, ay, should I my liege? I do not think thou wouldst but yet thou mightst, For thou hast in thy hands the means to scape, By keeping of the fort, he has Melantius, And he has kept it well. From Cobwebs Sir, 'tis clean swept, I can find no other Art In keeping of it now, 'twas near besieged Since he commanded. I shall be sure of your good word, But I have kept it safe from such as you. Keep your ill temper in, I speak no malice, had my brother kept it I should ha' said as much.
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Sir Why wheres all the Company? call Amintor in Euadne, wheres my brother, and Melantius, Bid him come too, and Diphilus, call all That are without there, if he should desire The combat of you, tis not in the power Of all our lawes to hinder it, vnlesse We meane to quit 'em. Why if you doe thinke Tis fit an old man, and a Counsellor To fight for what he saies, then you may grant it. Come sirs, Amintor thou art yet a Bridegroome, And I will vse thee so, thou shalt sit downe, Euadne sit, and you Amintr too This banquet is for you sir, who has brought A merry tale about him, to raise laughter Amongst our wine, why Strato where art thou Thou wilt chopt out with them vnseasonably When I desire 'em not. Tis my ill lucke Sir, so to spend them then. Reach me a boule of wine, Melantius thou art sad. I should be Sir the merriest here, But I ha nere a story of mine owne worth telling at this time. Giue me the wine. Melantius I am now considering How easie twere for any man we trust To poyson one of vs in such a boule. I thinke it were not had Sir, for a Knaue. Such as you are. I faith twere easie, it becomes vs well To get plaine dealing men about our selues, Such as you all are here, Amintor to thee And to thy faire Euadne. Haue you thought of this Callianax. Yes marry haue I. And whats your resolution? Ye shall haue it soundly I warrant you. Reach to Amintor, Strato. Here my loue, This wine will doe thee wrong, for it will set Blushes vpon thy cheekes, and till thou dost A fault twere pitty. Yet I wonder much Of the strange desperation of these men That dare attempt such acts here in our state, He could not scape that did it. Were he knowne, vnpossible. It would be knowne Melantius. It ought to be, if he got then away He must weare all our liues vpon his sword, He need not flie the Iland, he must leaue No one aliue. No I should thinke no man Could kill me and scape cleare but that old man. But I? heauen blesse me, I, should I my liege? I doe not thinke thou wouldst but yet thou mightst, For thou hast in thy hands the meanes to scape, By keeping of the fort, he has Melantius, And he has kept it well. From Cobwebs Sir, Tis cleane swept, I can finde no other Art In keeping of it now, twas nere beseidge Since he commaunded. I shall be sure of your good word, But I haue kept it safe from such as you. Keepe your ill temper in, I speake no malice, had my brother kept it I should ha sed as much.