The Spanish Bawd (Calisto and Meliboea) (Celestina) · chunk 158 of 205
Mabbe, James / Rojas, Fernando de · published 1631 · first performed or written 1631 (Annals) tragicomedy; literary play unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
I had quite forgot that. But let them die, as instruments of their own destruction. And let others as many as will, play the fools upon affiance to be defended. But for mine own part, I well remember when I served the Count, that my father gave me this Council: that I should take heed how I killed a man. Of all other things, that I should beware of that. For (quoth he) you shall see the Master merry and kindly embraced, when his man (poor soul) shall be hanged and disgraced. O my life and my dear Lord, how could you find in your heart, that I should lose the name and crown of a Virgin, for so momentary and so short a pleasure? O my poor Mother, If thou didst but know what we have done, with what willingness wouldst thou take thine own death? and with what violence and enforcement give me mine? How cruel a butcher wouldst thou become of thine own blood? And how doleful an end should I be of thy days? O my most honoured father, how have I wronged thy reputation? And given both opportunity and place to the utter overthrowing and undoing of thy house? O Traitor that I am! Why did I not first look into that great error, which would ensue by thy entrance, as also that great danger; which I could not but expect? You should have sung this song before. Now, it comes too late: you know, it is an old saying; when a thing is done, it cannot be undone. There is no fence for it, but what, if the fool Calisto should hap to hear me? Is it possible? Look and it be not day already: methinks, we have not been here above an hour, and the Clock now strikes three. My Lord, for Ioues love, now that all that I have, is yours; now, that I am your Mistress; now, that you cannot deny my love; deny me not your sight. And on such nights as you shall resolve to come, let your coming be by this secret place, and at the self same hour: for then, shall I still look for you prepared with the same joy, wherewith I now comfort myself in the hopeful expectation of those sweet nights that are to come. And so for this present, I will take my leave. Farewell (my Lord) my hope is, that you will not be discovered, for it is very dark; Nor I heard in the house, for it is not yet day. Do you hear there? bring hither the ladder: Sir, it is here ready for you to come down. Lucrecia, come hither, I am now all alone. My Love is gone, who hath left his heart with me, and hath taken mine with him. Didst thou not hear us, Lucrecia? No madam, I was fast asleep.
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I had quite forgot that. But let them die, as instruments of their owne destruction. And let others as many as will, play the fools vpon affiance to be defēded. But for mine owne part, I well remember when I seru'd the Count, that my father gaue mee this Councell: that I should take heed how I kill'd a man. Of all other things, that I should beware of that. For (quoth hee) you shall see the Master merry and kindly imbraced, when his man (poore soule) shall be hanged and disgraced. O my life and my deare Lord, how could you finde in your heart, that I should lose the name and crowne of a Virgin, for so momentary and so short a pleasure? O my poore Mother, If thou didst but know what wee haue done, with what willingnes wouldst thou take thine owne death? and with what violence and inforcement giue mee mine? How cruell a butcher wouldst thou become of thine owne blood? And how dolefull an end should I bee of thy dayes? O my most honoured father, how haue I wrong'd thy reputation? And giuen both opportunitie and place to the vtter ouerthrowing and vndoing of thy house? O Traitour that I am! Why did I not first looke into that great error, which would insue by thy entrance, as also that great danger; which I could not but expect? You should haue sung this song before. Now, it comes too late: you know, it is an old saying; when a thing is done, it cannot be vndone. There is no fence for it, but what, if the foole Calisto should hap to heare me? Is it possible? Looke and it be not day already: Me thinks, we haue not been here aboue an houre, and the Clock now stricks three. My Lord, for Ioues loue, now that all that I haue, is yours; now, that I am your Mistris; now, that you cannot denie my loue; deny mee not your sight. And on such nights as you shall resolue to come, let your comming bee by this secret place, and at the selfe same houre: for then, shall I still looke for you prepared with the same ioy, wherewith I now comfort my selfe in the hopefull expectation of those sweete nights that are to come. And so for this present, I will take my leaue. Farewell (my Lord) my hope is, that you will not be discouered, for it is very darke; Nor I heard in the house, for it is not yet day. Doe you heare there? bring hither the ladder: Sir, it is here ready for you to come downe. Lucrecia, come hither, I am now all alone. My Loue is gone, who hath left his heart with me, and hath taken mine with him. Didst thou not heare vs, Lucrecia? No Madame, I was fast asleepe.