The Renegado, or The Gentleman of Venice · chunk 19 of 39
Massinger, Philip · published 1630 · first performed or written 1624 [licensed for stage, Sep 17] [incorrect] (Annals) tragicomedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Dreadful! hear me, Thou miserable man. Good sir deny not, But that there is no punishment beyond Damnation. Yonder he is, I pity him. Take comfort Captain, we live still to serve you, Serve me? I am a devil already, leave me, Stand further off, you are blasted else, I have heard Schoolmen affirm man's body is composed Of the four elements, and as in league together They nourish life; So each of them affords Liberty to the soul, when it grows weary Of this fleshy prison. Which shall I make choice of? The fire? no (I shall feel that hereafter) The earth will not receive me. Should some whirlwind Snatch me into the air: and I hang there, Perpetual plagues would dwell upon the earth. And those superior bodies that power down Their cheerful influence deny to pass it, Through those vast regions I have infected. The (Sea) I that is justice there, I ploughed up Mischief as deep as Hell there: there I'll hide This cursed lump of clay may it turn Rocks Where plummets weight could never reach the sands. And grind the ribs of all such barks as press The Ocean's breast in my unlawful course. I haste then to thee, let thy ravenous womb Whom all things else deny, be now my tomb. Follow him and restrain him. Let this stand For an example to you. I'll provide A lodging for him, and apply such cures To his wounded conscience, as heaven hath lent me. he's now my second care: and my profession Binds me to teach the desperate to repent As far as to confirm the innocent. Your pleasure, I'll exact your private ear, And when you have received it, you will think Too many know it. Leave the room, but be Within our call. Now sir, what burning secret brings you (With which it seems you are turned Cinders) To quench in my advice, or power? The fire Will rather reach you. Me? And consume both, For 'tis impossible to be put out But with the blood of those that kindle it: And yet one vial of it is so precious, It being borrowed from the Ottoman spring, That better 'tis I think, both we should perish Then prove the desperate means that must restrain it, From spreading further. To the point, and quickly. These winding circumstances in relations Seldom environ truth. Truth Asambeg? Truth Mustapha. I said it, and add more You touch upon a string that to my ear, does sound Donusa. You then understand Who 'tis I aim at. Take heed Mustapha, Remember what she is, and whose we are; 'tis her neglect perhaps, that you complain of, And should you practise to revenge her scorn, With any plot to taint her in her honour, Hear me. I will be heard first, there's no tongue A subject owes, that shall out thunder mine. Well take your way.
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Dreadfull! heare me, Thou miserable man. Good sir deny not, But that there is no punishment beyond Damnation. Yonder he is, I pitty him. Take comfort Captaine, we liue still to serue you, Serue me? I am a diuell already, leaue me, Stand further off, you are blasted else, I haue heard Schoolemen affirme mans body is compos'd Of the foure elements, and as in league together They nourish life; So each of them affords Liberty to the soule, when it growes wearie Of this fleshie prison. Which shall I make choice of? The fire? n (I shall feele that heereafter) The earth will not receiue me Should some whirlewind Snatch me into the ayre: and I hang there, Perpetuall plagues would dwell vpon the earth. And those superior bodies that powre downe Their cheerefull influence denie to passe it, Through those vast regions I haue infected. The (Sea) I that is iustice there, I ploude vp Mischiefe as deepe as Hell there: there l'le hide This cursed lumpe of clay may it turne Rocks Where plummets weight could neuer reach the sands. And grinde the ribs of all such barkes as presse The Oceans breast in my vnlawfull course. I haste then to thee, let thy rauenous wombe Whom all things else denie, be now my tombe. Follow him and restraine him. Let this stand For an example to you. I'le prouide A lodging for him, and apply such cures To his wounded conscience, as heauen hath lent mee. Hee's now my second care: and my profession Bindes me to teach the desperate to repent As farre as to confirme the innocent. Your pleasure, I'will exact your priuate eare, And when you haue receiude it, you will thinke Too many know it. Leaue the roome, but bee Within our call. Now sir, what burning secret brings you (With which it seemes you are turnde Cynders) To quench in my aduise, or power? The fire Will rather reach you. Mee? And consume both, For tis impossible to be put out But with the blood of those that kindle it: And yet one viall of it is so pretious, It being borrow'd from the Ottoman spring, That better tis I thinke, both vve should perish Then proue the desperate meanes that must restraine it, From spreading further. To the poynte, and quickely. These vvinding circumstances in relations Seldome enuiron truth. Truth Asambeg? Truth Mustapha. I sayd it, and adde more You touch vpon a string that to my eare, Do's sound Donusa. You then vnderstand Who tis I aime at. Take heed Mustapha, Remember what she is, and whose we are; Tis her neglect perhaps, that you complaine of, And should you practise to reuenge her scorne, With any plot to taynt her in her honor, Heare mee. I will be heard first, there's no tongue A subiect owes, that shall out thunder mine. Well take your way.