Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 16 (nat, ningle, chould, numps, terry, dery…). Matches are highlighted.
for the camp, the night makes the way tedious and melancholy, prithee Valeri S a merry song to beguile . Valour. There was a young man and a maid fell in love, Terry dery ding, terry dery ding, tery tery . To get her good will he often did, Terry dery ding, terry dery ding, langtido dill . Theres many will say, and most will
ding, terry dery ding, tery tery . To get her good will he often did, Terry dery ding, terry dery ding, langtido dill . Theres many will say, and most will allow, terry dery, &c. The nothing so good as a terry dery dery dery, &c. I would wish all maids before the be sick, terry dery, &c. To inquire for a young man that has a good
dery, &c. The nothing so good as a terry dery dery dery, &c. I would wish all maids before the be sick, terry dery, &c. To inquire for a young man that has a good terry dery, &c.
sway and Princedom by their loves: But he being fa ne, since all the Peers of Room Applaud King Tarquin in his sovereignty, They with Like suffrage greet your coronation. Sing. Any thing, according tomy poor acquaintance, & little conversance. Since you will needs enforce a hie-German health, look well to your heads, for I come
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and longes to be brought to bed of a Kingdom, I divine we shall see some uffling to day in the Capitol. O Collatin ! I am a true Citizen and in this I will best show my self to be one, to take partly with the stronger. If See jus overcome, I am Liegeman to Serutus, & if Ta quin subdue, I am for Vive Tarquinius. When Tarquin first in Court began, And was approved King: Some men for sodden joy gan weep, And I for sorrow sing. Let humour change and spare not, Since Tarquin's proud I care not: His fair words so bewitch my delight, That I dote on his sighed. Now all is gone new desires embracing, And my deserts disgracing. Now what is love I pray thee tell, It is the fountain and the well, Where pleasure and repentance dwell, It is perhaps the sansing b ll, That rings all in to heaven or hell: And this is love, and this is love, as I hear tell. Now what is love I pray you show, A thing that creeps and cannot go: A prize that passes to and from, A thing for me, a thing, for more, And he that proves shall find it so, And this is love, and this love, sweet friends Lament Ladies lament Lament the Roman land, The King is From thee hent, Was doughty on his hand, Weel gangn ito the Kirk, His dead corpses wele embrace, And when we sea would deam We will cry alas. Fala la lero la Tararara room tar &c. Why since we soldiers cannot prove, And grief it is to us therefore, Let every man get him a love, To trim her up, and fight no more. That we may taste of lovers bliss, Be merry and bl h, embrace and kiss, That Ladies may say, some more of this, That Ladies may say, some more of this. Since C urt and Country both grow proud, And safety you delight to hear, We in the Country will us shroud, Where lives to please both eye and ear: The Nightingale sings Jug, Jug, Jug, The little Lamb leaps after his dug, And the pretty milkmaids they look so S ug, And the pretty milkmaids, &c. Come Scaevola, shall we go and beidle? Brutus shall pardon me. The more his safety, and the less his fear. Thy meaning. Thou wouldst have a song, wouldst thou not? I'll do that for thee, what's thy name? Well then attend, Pompie I will show thee the way to know A dapper wench First see her all bore, let her skin be rare, And be with no partly of the french: Let her clear, and her brow severe, Her cie-browes thin and fine: But if she be a punk, and love to be drunk, Then keep her still from the wine. Let her stature be mean, & her body clean Thou canst not choose but Like her. But see she would good clothes, with a fair Roman ose, For thats the sign of a striker. Let her legs be small, but not v worser to sprall, Her tongue not too loud nor cocket, Let her arms be strong and her fingers long. But not used to dive in a pocket. Let her body be long and her back be strong, With a soft lip that entangles, With ivory breast, and her hair well dr st Without goldlace or spangle's. Let her foot be small, clean legd withal, Her apparel not too gaudy: And one that hath not been, in no house of sin, Nor place that hath been ba die. The General may command. Break down the bridge, lest the pursuing enemy Enter with us and take the spoil of Room. The King himself with such considerate Peers As stoutly embrace his faction, being informde Of Tarquin's usurpation, armed comes, Near to the entrance of the Capitol. Two valiant Roman, this Horatius Cocles, This Gent. called Mutius Sceu la, Who while King Servius wore the Diadem, Up held his sway and Princedom by their loves: But he being fa ne, since all the Peers of Room Applaud King Tarquin in his sovereignty, They with Like suffrage greet your coronation. Sing. Any thing, according tomy poor acquaintance, & little conversance. Since you will needs enforce a hie-German health, look well to your heads, for I come upon you with this dutch Tassa ker, if you were of a more noble science then you are, it will go near to break your heads round. Oh Morke gyff men man, Skerry merry vip, Oh morke gyff men man Skerry merry vap. Oh morke gyff men man, that tik die scine long oh drieuan can; Skerry merry vip, and skerry merry vap, and skerry merry runke bunk . Ede hoore was a Hay dedle down Deal drunk a: Skerry merry runk, ede bunk, ede oor was drunk a Oh daughter yeis ein alto kleene Skerry merry vip, Oh daughter yeis ein alto kleene, Skerry merry vap, Oh daughter yeis ein alto kleene, You melted slop, ein year a leene Skerry merry vip, and skerry merry vap And skerry merry runk ede bunk Ede hoore was a bay dedle down Dedle drunk a: Skerry merry, runk ede bunke ede hoor was drunk a. Will Sextus enjoin me to accompany him? I was never so hard set yet my Lord, but I had ever a fit of mirth for my friend. Did he take fair Lucrece by the heel man? I man. I man. Did he take the Lady by the knee man? I man. Did he take the Lady by the thigh man? I man. I man. But did he do the tother thing man? I man. Whence are these sig hes and tears? O see yet Lords if there be hope of life By we will, the sprightful youth of Room, Tricked up in plumed harness, shall attend The march of Brutus, whom we here create our general a gainst the Tarquin's. We go. Yet stand Horatius, bear but one brunt more The arched brunt shall sink upon his piles. And in his fallen lift up thy real me to heaven Dear Horatius, yet stand, & save a millio ̄ by one powerful hand After so much effusion and large wast Of Roman blood the name of peace is welcome, Since of the none remain in Room. And rape is now revenged at full. It good to entertain league. No doubt Colatin no doubt he es a giddy world, it Reels, it hath God the staggers, the commonwealth is sick of and ague, of which nothing can cure her but some vi olent and ddaine affrightment. I Like it, I applaud it, this will come to somewhat in the end, when heaven has cast up his account, some of them will be called to a hard reckoning. For my own partly, Ime a marride man, and I'll speak to my wife to thank thee Brutus. I should not show I loved my wife, not to take her partly in her absence, I hold her inferior to none. No not to her. Heres a helping hand to that bargain. Nor mine at this time of night a gamboling. Shall I go after him and know the cause of his dis content? First tell us what's the project of thy massage? If thou wilt not say thy mind, I prithee sing thy mind, and then thou mayest save thine oath. Did he take fair Lucrece by the man? I man. And thy shame shall be eternal, and outline her fame, Now shall the blood of Servius fallen, as heavy as a huge mountain on your Tyrant heads, overwhelming all your glory. This day my soul divines we shall live free From all the furious Tarquin's: but where Scenola? we see not him to day. Here Lords behold me handless as you see, The cause I missed P rsonna in his tent, And in his stead killed but his secretary. The mazed King when he beheld me punish My rash mistake, with lose of my right hand Unbegged and almost scorned he gave me life, Which I had then refused, but in desire to venge fair Lucrece Rape. I stand against thee Tuscan. Beside him lies the queen mangled and hewed amongst the Roman soldièrs. Begirt him Lord, this is the Ravisher. Theres no revenge for Lucrece till he fallen. The news with this hasty post? Agreed. He's for the city, we for the camp, the night makes the way tedious and melancholy, prithee Valeri S a merry song to beguile . Valour. There was a young man and a maid fell in love, Terry dery ding, terry dery ding, tery tery . To get her good will he often did, Terry dery ding, terry dery ding, langtido dill . Theres many will say, and most will allow, terry dery, &c. The nothing so good as a terry dery dery dery, &c. I would wish all maids before the be sick, terry dery, &c. To inquire for a young man that has a good terry dery, &c.
Plot summary
Plot — The Rape of Lucrece
Tired of being a subject, Tullia encourages her husband Tarquin to seize power from her father, King Servius, and make her Queen of Rome. Having gathered the support of a faction of peers, Tarquin takes the throne at the Senate. When Servius challenges this, a fight breaks out in which he is killed. Tullia treads his dead body underfoot, then drives over it in her chariot. She encourages Tarquin to rule by fear: he cancels Servius’ funeral, seizes his political opponents’ property, exiles people without trial, and sets about extending Rome’s power in Italy, both by alliances and force of arms. Servius’ former allies submit to the new regime, but cope with it in different ways: Brutus feigns idiocy, Scaevola laughs, Lucretius cries, Horatius adopts a habit of bitter speech, and Valerius sings incessantly. Tarquin has an ominous dream and sends his sons to the oracle to have it interpreted; they take Brutus along to entertain them. The oracle says that Rome must be purged of Tullia’s sins, and that, of the three Romans present, the first to kiss his mother will achieve power in Rome. Brutus kisses the earth, but the two brothers race home to kiss Tullia. Aruns gets there first, and Sextus swears enmity against him and flees to the Sabines, who make him their general. He leads them against Tarquin and wins twice, but is later reconciled with his father and brother. The Tarquins welcome Porsenna to Rome as an ally in the project of establishing military rule over the neighbouring Italian states. Sextus is put in charge of the Roman army, and lays siege to Ardea. Carousing in their tent, the Roman commanders compare the chastity of one another’s wives. Sextus derides them, so they agree on a bet: they will go home and catch their wives unawares; whoever’s wife is found to be most properly employed will be the winner. Collatine’s wife, Lucrece, is the only one who fulfils the conditions. Since the bet was also about the wives’ beauty, they refer the decision to Sextus, and he chooses Lucrece. But though Collatine has won the wager, it has been at the price of inflaming Sextus’ lust. On the way back to the siege, Sextus excuses himself and returns to Rome. Collatine gives him a ring to deliver to Lucrece; Sextus uses it to gain admittance to the house, and, after the household retires for the night, he creeps into Lucrece’s bedroom and rapes her. The dissident Roman lords return to Collatine’s house to find the raped Lucrece. She makes them swear vengeance, then…