Massinger, Philip · published 1623 · first performed or written 1621 [1621-1623] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 520 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
I understand you, And I will put your counsel into act, And speedily; I only will take order For some Domestical affairs, that do Concern me nearly, and with the next Sun Ride with you; In the mean time, my best friend, Pray take your rest. Indeed, I have travailed hard, And will embrace your counsel. With all care, Attend my Noble friend. Stay you, Francisco, You see how things stand with me? To my grief: And if the loss of my poor life could be A Sacrifice, to restore them, as they were, I willingly would lay it down. I think so: For I have euer found you true, and thankful, Which makes me love the building I have raised, In your advancement: And repent no grace, I have conferred upon you: And believe me, Though now I should repeat my favours to you, The Titles I have given you, and the means Suitable to your Honours, that I thought you Worthy my Sister, and my Family, And in my Dukedom made you next myself: It is not to upbraid you: But to tell you I find you are worthy of them in your love, And service to me. Sir, I am your Creature: And any shape, that you would have me wear, I gladly will put on. Thus, than Francisco; I now am to deliver to your trust, A weighty secret: Of so strange a nature, And 'twill I know appear so monstrous to you, That you will tremble in the execution, As much as I am tortured, to command it: For 'tis a deed so horrid, that but to hear it, Would strike into a Russian fleshed in murders, Or an obdurate Hangman, soft compassion; And yet Francisco (of all Men the dearest, And from me most deserving) such my state, And strange condition is, that thou alone, Must know the fatal service, and perform it. These preparations, Sir, to work a stranger, Or to one, unacquainted with your bounties, Might appear useful: But to me, they are Needless impertinences: For, I dare doc, whate'er you dare command. But thou must swear it, And put into thy Oath, all joys, or torments That fright the wicked, or confirm the good: Not to conceal it only, that is nothing; But whensoe'er my will shall speak, strike now: To fall upon't like Thunder. Minister The Oath, in any way, or form you please, I stand resolved to take it. Thou must do then, What no malevolent Star will dare to look on, It is so wicked: For which, Men will curse thee, For being the Instrument: And the blessed Angels, Forsake me at my need, for being the Author: For 'tis a deed of Night, of Night Francisco, In which the memory of all good Actions, We can pretend too, shall be buried quick; Or if we be remembered, it shall be To fright posterity, by our example: That have outgone all precedents of Villains, That were before us: And such as succeed, Though taught in hell's black school, shall ne'er come near us. Art thou not shaken yet?
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I vnderstand you, And I will put your counsell into act, And speedilie; I only will take order For some Domesticall affaires, that doe Concerne me neerely, and with the next Sun Ride with you; In the meane time, my best friend, Pray take your rest. Indeed, I haue trauaild hard, And will embrace your counsell. With all care, Attend my Noble friend. Stay you, Francisco, You see how things stand with me? To my griese: And if the losse of my poore life could be A Sacrifise, to restore them, as they were, I willingly would lay it downe. I thinke so: For I haue cuer found you true, and thankful, Which makes me loue the building I haue rays'd, In your aduancement: And repent no grace, I haue conferd vpon you: And belecue me, Though now I should repeate my fauours to you, The Titles I haue giuen you, and the meanes Sutable to your Honours, that I thought you VVorthy my Sister, and my Family, And in my Dukedome made you next my selfe: It is not to vpbraid you: But to tell you I find you are worthy of them in your loue, And seruice to me. Sir, I am your Creature: And any shape, that you would haue me weare, I gladly will put on. Thus, then Francisco; I now am to deliuer to your trust, A weightie secret: Of so strange a nature, And 'twill I know appeare so monstrous to you, That you will tremble in the execution, As much as I am tortur'd, to command it: For 'tis a deed so horrid, that but to heare it, Would strike into a Russian flesh'd in murthers, Or an obdurate Hang-man, soft compassion; And yet Francisco (of all Men the deerest, And from me most deseruing) such my state, And strange condition is, that thou alone, Must know the fatall seruice, and performe it. These preparations, Sir, to worke a stranger, Or to one, vnacquainted with your bounties, Might appeare vsefull: But to me, they are Needlesse impertinances: For, I dare doc, What e're you dare command. But thou must sweare it, And put into thy Oath, all ioyes, or torments That fright the wicked, or confirme the good: Not to conceale it only, that is nothing; But whensoe're my will shall speake, strike now: To fall vpon't like Thunder. Minister The Oath, in any way, or forme you please, I stand resolu'd to take it. Thou must doe then, What no maleuolent Star will dare to looke on, It is so wicked: For which, Men will curse thee, For being the Instrument: And the blest Angels, Forsake me at my need, for being the Author: For 'tis a deed of Night, of Night Francisco, In which the memorie of all good Actions, We can pretend too, shall be buried quick; Or if we be remembred, it shall be To fright posteritie, by our example: That haue out-gone all presidents of Villaines, That were before vs: And such as succeed, Though taught in hels black schoole, shal ne're com nere vs. Art thou not shaken yet?