Two Noble Kinsmen (Quarto, 1634)
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The Two Noble Kinsmen.
¶And pecks of Crowes, in the fowle feilds of Thebs.
95He will not suffer us to burne their bones,
¶To urne their ashes, nor to take th' offence
¶Of holy Phæbus, but infects the windes
100Thou purger of the earth, draw thy feard Sword
¶That does good turnes to'th world; give us the Bones
¶Of our dead Kings, that we may Chappell them;
¶And of thy boundles goodnes take some note
¶That for our crowned heades we have no roofe,
105Save this which is the Lyons, and the Beares,
¶And vault to every thing.
¶Thes. Pray you kneele not,
¶Your knees to wrong themselves; I have heard the fortunes
110Of your dead Lords, which gives me such lamenting
¶As wakes my vengeance, and revenge for 'em.
¶King Capaneus, was your Lord the day
¶As now it is with me, I met your Groome,
115By Marsis Altar, you were that time faire;
¶Nor in more bounty spread her. Your wheaten wreathe
120(Then weaker than your eies) laide by his Club,
¶He tumbled downe upon his Nenuan hide
¶Fearefull consumers, you will all devoure.
125Some God hath put his mercy in your manhood
¶Our undertaker.
¶Thes. O no knees, none Widdow,
¶Vnto the Helmeted-Belona use them,
130And pray for me your Souldier.
¶Troubled I am.
turnes away.
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