A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 319 pages of information about A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3.

A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 319 pages of information about A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3.

Oli.  As I respect myne honor I will meete you.

Rei.  Are you agreed?

Oli.  Yes, sir.

Orl.  Away and shape our purposse.

[Ex. all but Richard.

Rich.  Tys put to tryall; but I doe suspecte
Theire whysprynge plotts.  Thys equall hazard may
Shadowe the meanynge of some certayne danger,
The rather synce Reinaldo seconds it. 
I must see Ganelon & speake theise douts: 
This quarrell most concerns hym, for the wronge
And capytall abuse toucht onlye hym. 
I gave a constant promyse never more
To vyssytt hym without the emperours leave,
And yet I will adventure.  He may guesse
At secrett workings & confyrme my feare. 
Thys nighte I will adventure, & obay
As he shall fashyion me to meete or stay.

[Ex.

Actus 5.

[SCENE 1.]

Enter Eldegrade & Didier.

Eld.  What, have you vyssyted my greived sonne?

Did.  Madam, I have.

Eld.  And you are reconcyld? you see hys harte
Is made of meltinge waxe & not of marble. 
Faythe, twas a harde parte; you have brought us lowe,
Lowe as the earthe we treade on, but Ile ceasse
Further reitteratyon:  synce hees pleasd
To burye all, I wilbe patyent;
You knowe I ever lovd you & you have
Doone me most worthye, honest offyces.

Did.  And many more will dedycatt unto you;
My lorde & I am reconcyld at full
And have disburdend all our greivances. 
I doe confes I was bewytcht with fate
But will redeeme myne error; synce I knowe
He loves me nowe more then he did before,
I will deserv’t so bravely you shall call
And sweare I am a noble instrument.

Eld.  You trust hys protestatyons then?

Did.  Madam, or ells I were an Infidell.

[Eld.] ... ... ... ... ... 
And I could chyde my love that pytties you. 
He dothe dissemble with you; you are lost. 
Of myne owne knowlege he hathe layd suche baytts
You cannot live twoe howers.  Goe where you will,
He hathe a plott that haunts you.  If you can
Fynde for your selfe any preventyon,
Use it with quycke indevor; for I knowe
The thunder speaks that presentlye will splytt you.

Did.  You doe amaze me.

Eld.  And like the chaesd Roe stand in that amaze
Tyll the hounds catche you.  What I speake
Is to prevent your present tragedye
And to blott murder from my Ganelon
Be wise. [Ex.  Eldegrad.

Did.  Am I then noosd! will styll my villanous wytts
Betray me to mysfortune, am I lymed! 
What shall I doe? flight will not nowe avayle me. 
I knowe hys projects like hys mallyce runns
To everye place of hoped securytie. 
I have’t:  thys key, which I have choycelye kepte

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