Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 5 (griselda, mephastophilis, rsini, zelmane, hapless, orgalio…). Matches are highlighted.
this favour. From you I'll posting High, Even as the Doves from feathered Eagles fly. I can no longer stay from visiting My woeful brother, while I could I kept My hapless tidings tom his hopeful ear. What, at liberty? Charles, can you mock me in your poverty. Knowing your friends deride your misery, Now I protest I stand so much
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Oh brother heeres a change, Since old Sir Charles died in our father's house My hearts so hardened with the frost of grief, Death connote pierce it through, Tyrant too fell, So led the Fiends condemned souls to hell. Acton that seeks our blood. Run away. I was not born a beggar, though his extremes Enforce this language from me, I protest No fortune of mine could led my tongue To this base key. I do beseech you uncle, For the names sake, for Christianity, Nay for Gods sake to pity his distress: He is denied the freedom of the prison, And in the hold is laid with men condemned, Plenty he would h of nothing but of irons, And it remains in you to free him thence. Gold is but earth: thou earth enough shalt have When thou hast once took measure of thy graven: You know me master Sandy and my suit. Cold comfort still: what say you chosen Tydy ? O charity why art thou fled to heaven, And left all things on this earth uneven, Their scoffing answers I wll never return, But to my self his grief in silence mourn. Acton : o God that name I am born to curse, Hence Bawd: hence Broker: see, I spurn his gold, My honour never shall for gain be sold. Oh brother they are men all of flint, Pictures of Marble, and as void of pity As chased Bears: I begged, I ved, I kneeled, Laid open all your griefs and Misery's, Which they derided: more then that, denied us A partly in their alliance, but in pride, Said that our kindred with our plenty died. My wits have lost themselves, lets ask the keeper. Acton. you wonder I am sure whence this strange kindness proceeds in Acton, I will tell you Brother, He dotes on me, and oft hah sent me gifts, Letters and tokens, I refused them all. Brother, why have you trict me Like a bride? Bought me this gay attire, these ornaments? forget you our estate, our poverty? O brother, what does this strange language mean? By me: why? I have nothing, nothing, left, I owe even for the clothes upon my back, I am not worth, &c. Till now I had thought you loud me, by mine honour Which I had kept as spotless as the Moon, I never was mistress of that single doite, Which I reserved not to supply your wants: And do you think that I would hoard from you. Now by my Hope's in heaven, knew I the means To buy you from the slavery of your debts, Especially from Acton whom I hate, I would redeem it with my life or blood. Why some five hundred pounds, towards which I swear In all the world I have not one deneare. He would not shrink to spend a thousand pound, To give the More ntfords name so deep a wound O brother: My honour I esteem as deer and precious, As my redemption. Will Charles Have me cut of my hands, and send them Acton : Rip up my breast, and with my bleeding heart, Present him as a token. But that I know These arguments come from and honoured mind, As in your most extremity of needs, Scorning to stand in debt to one you hate, Nay rather would engage your unstained honour, Then to be held ingrate, I should condemn you, I see your resolution, and assent, So Charles will have me, and I am content. But heres a knife, to save mine honour, shall slice out my life. Before his unchaste thoughts shall seize on me, 'Tis here shall my imprisoned soul set free. Impute it not to my immodesty, My Brother being rich in nothing else But in his interest that he hath in me, According to his poverty hath brought you Me, all his store, whom howsoever you prize As forfeit to your hand, he valves , And would not fell, but to acquit your For any Emperor's ransom. You still exceed us, I will yield to fate, And learn to love, where I till now did hate. You tell us master Cranwell wondrous things, Touching the patience of that gentleman, With what strange for we he deem nes his grief. Alas that she should bear so hard a fate, Pity it is, repentance comes to late. How is it with you? Sir, we feed sparing and we labour hard We lie uneasy, to reserve to us. And our succession this small plot of ground. I thank you Heavens, I thank you gentle sir? God make me able to requite this favour. From you I'll posting High, Even as the Doves from feathered Eagles fly. I can no longer stay from visiting My woeful brother, while I could I kept My hapless tidings tom his hopeful ear. What, at liberty? Charles, can you mock me in your poverty. Knowing your friends deride your misery, Now I protest I stand so much amazed To see your bonds free, and your irons knocked off, That I am wrapped into a maze of wonder, The rather for I know not by what means, This happiness hath chan st. His love to me, upon my soul 'tis so, That is the root from whence these strange things grow. You master Roder was my brother's tenant. Rend free he plam st you in that wealthy farm Of which you are possessed.
Plot summary
Plot — A Woman Killed with Kindness
. : : marries Sir Francis -Acton’s sister Anne, to ‘much. celebration. Frankford. welcomes IWSHUGH into his household as his companion. but Wendoll seduces Anne. Nicholas tells Frankford of Anne's infidelity,so - he leaves the house on a pretext and returns to find her in bed with Wendoll. Eschewing violence, he ejects Wendoll and banishes Anne to another house, never again to see him or their children. Wendoll goes into voluntary exile for a time, planning to return to . England when his misdeeds are forgotten. Anne starves herself to death. but is reconciled with her _ husband before she d | a Wood E. 4, p. 10; Chambers, iv. 30; Edmund Gayton, — Sir Francie: ey a Shtiite wager, kills two “of his ===== PAGE 26 ===== retainers, and is arrested; he escapes execution but spends his inheritance in litigation, and accepts a loan from SHafton. He is reduced to farming to keep his little remaining property, but Shafton wants to acquire it and puts pressure on him by calling in the loan; when Sir Charles refuses to sell, he is arrested for debt. Sir Francis plans to further his revenge against the Mountfords by tempting SUiSaii to whoredom, but falls in love with her when she proves chaste. After he has Sir Charles released from prison, Sir Charles feels obliged to repay him by offering him Susan; the siblings plan to commit suicide after the rape, but Sir Francis ends the feud and accepts Susan as his wife.