Carlell, Lodowick · published 1629 · first performed or written 1629 [c.1622-1629] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · before the Court T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.87 · 497 words
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O that you were no Brother to me, Nor my King, that I might satisfy mine anger By a brave revenge; by my life, I would have shed His heart blood with my javelin, that should Have spoke this but yourself, but as it is, I'll let you see your error, you might as well Call him a murderer that being assaulted By a barbarous thief, killed him that would Have robbed him; for so Lysander did, and Whereas you call him ingrate, there you do Err, the Duke being his debtor; and so Indeed is all the world, for he hath left them Such a Story in his actions, that he that can But read and imitate them to the life, Shall in another juster age, be made a God, And worshipped for his virtues. Sister, did you but see how ill These praises do become you; (for you indeed Are drunk with affection) you would leave Them me. I know when you recover by the help Of reason, you'll hate yourself, and wish that all Y'ave spoke or done this day were but a dream. O never, never; poor Clarinda, What will become of thee when thou shalt hear This killing News! It grieves my heart that I have brought thee wrong, Sir, must we lie here in the wood all night. I fear there is no other remedy, O my Lysander thou art lost I fear For ever, and that same villain Iacomo is cause of all. There is some comfort yet, I see a light, sure it's some house. For charity's sake open the Door. Lord Sir, where have you been? Mercy upon us, how are we mistaken! This is the old man's house where I have been Still since I came into the Forest. Pray heaven he did not miss his way a purpose. Good Father, if you have any meat Fetch me some for this sweet youth, I met him In the Forest, and would have showed him The way to Gerards Lodge, but lost myself, And wandered up and down till now. Here, here's some meat; I was myself at Gerards Lodge, and saw those There whom you would little think. Who were there? The King and his fair Sister, Lysander bound as a Prisoner, for killing Of the Duke. O my Lysander's lost. Look to the Boy, he swoons; speak Child, what dost thou ail? That same who is Lysander, now a prisoner, (And must die) was the only cause I would So fain have gone to Gerards Lodge, For that villain who had bound me, I knew Would tell the King that Lysander was there, And I would fain have given him warning, That he might have fled, because he is Thy Kinsman. Be not sad Boy for that, I heard the Princess swear if the King Put to death Lysander, that she will not outlive Him; and he too well loves his Sister, To lose her so.
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O that you were no Brother to me, Nor my King, that I might ſatisfie mine anger By a braue reuenge; by my life, I would haue ſhed His heart bloud with my Iauelin, that ſhould Haue ſpoke this but your ſelfe, but as it is, Ile let you ſee your error, you might as well Call him a murderer that being aſſaulted By a barbarous thiefe, kil'd him that would Haue rob'd him; for ſo Lyſander did, and Whereas you call him ingrate, there you doe Erre, the Duke being his debtor; and ſo Indeed is all the world, for he hath left them Such a Story in his actions, that hee that can But read and imitate them to the life, Shall in another iuſter age, be made a God, And worſhipt for his vertues. Siſter, did you but ſee how ill Theſe praiſes doe become you; (for you indeed Are drunke with affection) you would leaue Them me. I know when you recouer by the helpe Of reaſon, you'l hate your ſelfe, and wiſh that all Y'aue ſpoke or done this day were but a dreame. O neuer, neuer; poore Clarinda, What will become of thee when thou ſhalt heare This killing Newes! It grieues my heart that I haue brought thee wrong, Sir, muſt we lie here in the wood all night. I feare there is no other remedie, O my Lyſander thou art loſt I feare For euer, and that ſame villaine Iacomo is cauſe of all. There is ſome comfort yet, I ſee a light, ſure it's ſome houſe. For Charities ſake open the Dore. Lord Sir, where haue you beene? Mercy vpon vs, how are we miſtaken! This is the old mans houſe where I haue beene Still ſince I came into the Forreſt. Pray heauen he did not miſſe his way a purpoſe. Good Father, if you haue any meate Fetch me ſome for this ſweet youth, I met him In the Forreſt, and would haue ſhewed him The way to Gerards Lodge, but loſt my ſelfe, And wandred vp and downe till now. Here, here's ſome meate; I was my ſelfe at Gerards Lodge, and ſaw thoſe There whom you would little thinke. Who were there? The King and his faire Siſter, Lyſander bound as a Priſoner, for killing Of the Duke. O my Lyſander's loſt. Looke to the Boy, he ſwoones; ſpeake Child, what doſt thou ayle? That ſame who is Lyſander, now a priſoner, (And muſt die) was the only cauſe I would So faine haue gone to Gerards Lodge, For that villaine who had bound me, I knew Would tell the King that Lyſander was there, And I would faine haue giuen him warning, That he might haue fled, becauſe hee is Thy Kinſman. Be not ſad Boy for that, I heard the Princeſſe ſweare if the King Put to death Lyſander, that ſhe will not out-liue Him; and he too well loues his Siſter, To loſe her ſo.