Markham, Gervase / Sampson, William · published 1622 · first performed or written 1622 [c.1619-1622] (Annals) tragedy · Red Bull (Revels) Company (first) · Red Bull unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
What else; a man may be forsworn in any place, City, Court or Country, has no difference. About it then; be constant wary and you're fortunate. Fear us not, if you want any more to be forsworn, give me your money, I'll press a dozen Tradesman shall do it as well as any Scribe in all Ierusalem. I or Publican either. Away then. Thus catch we hearts with gold; thus Spiders can Poison poor Flies, and kill the innocent man. Be swift as Lightning; for the cause requires it: Such paper-plots are invisible Goblins; Pinching them most, which do lest injury. youare armed with full instructions. Sir, I am. Your Letters are Chrysander's, and not mine. I know it well. Away then, outfly Eagles; yet Sir, hark; Carry your Countenance wisely, seem to be A Saint in thy delivery. Sir, your care Makes you too curious, fear me not. Within there. Did your Excellence call? I did; what, is your Lesson got? My Lord, unto a syllable; my tongue Hath poison for your purpose, and I am Confirmed in every circumstance. The time, (at night;) the place, (the Bedchamber;) The manner, (armed;) the instruments, (their Swords.) Tut, this is needless; Sir, my Quality Needs not a twice instruction. Nobly said; hold, there's gold. This is a good persuader; right or wrong, Treasure will make the dumb man use his tongue. True; 'tis the sick man's Balm, the Usurer's Pledge, And indeed all men's Masters; go away, The time's ripe for thy purpose; thus these Slaves Run post to Hell for shadows; ha, Salumith: O my best Aunt and Mistress; you're well met: Never were times so tickle; nor, I think, Stood innocence in more danger: would my life Were lost, to thrust fears from you. Why, Princely Nephew, I've no cause to fear. 'tis well you are so armed; indeed, a life So good as yours, free, and religious, Thinks not on fear, or ill men's actions: Yet Madam, still your state is slippery; Believe it while these Princes do survive, And dream how you accused the Mother-Queen, They still will practise 'gainst you. Yes, and you; The High-Priests death, and Marriams Tragedy, Will be objected 'gainst you. 'tis confessed; weare both marks of their vengeance. Yet so far Beyond them, I'll not fear them; here's my hand, I've marked them for destruction: since our fates Have equal danger; 'tis no reason but They do enjoy like triumph; once again, Believe it, they are sinking. Nobly said, Mirror of Women, Angel, Goddess, Saint. Peace, no more; here comes mine Instrument. What, this; the king's Barber, your doting Amorite? The same, observe him. O blessed Comb; thou spotless ivory, With which my Mistress Salumith once deigned To comb the curious felters of her hair, And lay each thread in comely equipage; Sleep here in peace for ever; let no hand (But mine henceforth) be ever so audacious, Or daring as to touch thee.
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What else; a man may bee forsworne in any place, Citty, Court or Country, has no difference. About it then; be constant wary and y'are forunate. Feare vs not, if you want any more to be forsworne, giue me your money, Ile presse a dozen radefinen shall doe it as well as any Scribe in all Ierusalem. I or Publican either. Away then. Thus catch we hearts with gold; thus Spiders can Poyson poore Flyes, and kill the innocent man. Be swift as Lightning; for the cause requires it: Such paper-plots are inuisible Goblins; Pinching them most, which doe least iniury. Y are arm'd with full instructions. Sir, I am. Your Letters are Chrysanders, and not mine. I know it well. Away then, outflye Eagles; yet Sir, harke; Carry your Countnance wisely, seeme to be A Saint in thy deliuery. Sir, your care Makes you too curious, feare me not. Within there. Did your Excellence call? I did; what, is your Lesson got? My Lord, vnto a sillable; my tongue Hath poson for your purpose, and I am Confirm'd in euery circumstance. The time, (at night;) the place, (the Bed-chamber;) The manner, (arm'd;) the instruments, (their Swords.) Tut, this is needlesse; Sir, my Quality Needs not a twice instruction. Nobly said; hold, there's gold. This is a good perswader; right or wrong, Teasure will make the dumbe man vse his tongue. True; tis the sicke ans Balme, the Vsures Pledge, And indeed all mens Maisters; goe away, The time's ripe for thy purpose; thus these Slaues Runne post to Hell for shadowes; ha, Salumith: O my best Aunt and Mistris; y'are well met: Neuer were times so tickle; nor, I thinke, Stood innocence in more danger: would my life Were lost, to thrust feares from you. VVhy, Princely Nephew, I'ue no cause to feare. Tis well you are so arm'd; indeed, a life So good as yours, free, and religious, Thinkes not on feare, or ill mens actions: Yet Madam, still your state is slippery; Belieue it while these Princes doe suruiue, And dreame how you accus'd the Mother-Queene, They still will practise 'gainst you. Yes, and you; The High-Priests death, and Marriams Tragedy, VVill be obiected 'gainst you. Tis confest; VV'are both marks of their vengeance. Yet so farre Beyond them, Ile not feare them; heere's my hand, I'ue markt them for destruction: since our fates Haue equall danger; tis no reason but They doe inioy like triumph; once againe, Belieue it, they are sinking. Nobly said, Mirror of Women, Angell, Goddesse, Saint. Peace, no more; heere comes mine Instrument. What, this; the Kings Barber, your doting Amorite? The same, obserue him. O blessed Combe; thou spotlesse Iuory, With which my Mistris Salumith once daind To combe the curious felters of her hayre, And lay each threed in comely equipage; Sleepe heere in peace for euer; let no hand (But mine henceforth) be euer so adacious, Or daring as to touch thee.