{"id":"01KG6S6T5Y1NTH799GZA5F54ZK","cid":"bafkreidqulwbuul536t5illbkxy2jqvqmo4pg2kkhj2kjko6ggch2wydmq","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":5946,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T06:24:48.288Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 1","source_file":"01KG6S2X2EBB305ENM00G16GWA","start_line":5838,"text":"# THE RAPE OF LVCRECE\n\nCome Philomele that singst of rauiishment,\nMake thy sad groue in my disheueld heare,\nAs the danke earth weepes at thy languishment:\nSo I at each sad straine, will straine a teare,\nAnd with deepe grones the Diapason beare:\nFor burthen-wife ile hum on TARQVIN still,\nVVhile thou on TEREVS descants better skill\n\nAnd whiles against a thorne thou bearst thy part,\nTo keepe thy sharpe woes waking, wretched I\nTo imitate thee well, against my heart\nVVill fixe a sharpe knife to affright mine eye,\nVVho if it winke shall thereon fall and die.\nThefe meanes as frets vpon an instrument,\nShal tune our heart-strings to true languishment.\n\nAnd for poore bird thou singst not in the day,\nAs shaming anie eye should thee behold:\nSome darke deepe desert seated from the way,\nThat knowes not parching heat, nor freezing cold\nVVill wee find out: and there we will vnhold\nTo creatures stern, sad tunes to change their kinds,\nSince me proue beasts, let beasts bear getle minds.\n\nII. 1128—1148\n\n<!-- [Page 255](arke:01KG6QE9JDPD10XPV3KNMBSMZH) -->\n# THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.\n\nAs the poore frighted Deare that stands at gaze,\nV Vildly determining which way to flie,\nOr one incompaft with a winding maze,\nThat cannot tread the way out readily:\nSo with her felle is thee in mutinie,\nTo liue or die which of the twaine were better,\nV Vhen life is fham'd and death reproches detter.\n\nTo kill my felle, quoth thee, alacke what were it,\nBut with my body my poore foules pollution?\nThey that loofe halfe with greater patience beare it,\nThen they whofe whole is swallowed in confusion.\nThat mother tries a mercileffe conclusion,\nV Vho hauing two fweet babes, when death takes\nV Vill flay the other, and be nurfe to none. (one,\n\nMy bodie or my foule which was the dearer?\nV Vhen the one pure, the other made deuine,\nV Vhofe loue of eyther to my felle was nearer?\nV Vhen both were kept for Heauen and Colatine:\nAy me, the Barke pild from the loftie Pine,\nHis leaues will wither, and his fap decay,\nSo muft my foule her barke being pild away.\n\nHer\n\nll. 1149—1169\n\n<!-- [Page 256](arke:01KG6QE9JB31SMS5ZZ1BQSYNXB) -->\n# THE RAPE OF LYCRECE.\n\nHer house is fackt, her quiet interrupted,\nHer mansion battered by the enemy,\nHer sacred temple spotted, spoiled, corrupted,\nGroslie ingirt with daring infamie.\nThen let it not be cald impietie,\nIf in this blenish fort I make some hole,\nThrough which I may connay this troubled foule.\n\nYet die I will not, till my **COLATINE**\nHaue heard the cause of my vntimelie death,\nThat he may vow in that sad house of mine,\nReuenge on him that made me stop my breath,\nMy stained cloud to **TARQVIN** ile bequeath,\nV Vhich for him tainted, shall for him be spent,\nAnd as his due writ in my testament.\n\nMy Honor ile bequeath vnto the knife\nThat wounds my bodie so dishonored,\nTis Honor to deprive dishonord life,\nThe one will liue, the other being dead.\nSo ofshames ashes shall my Fame be bred,\nFor in my death! murther shamefull scorne,\nMy shame so dead, mine honor is new borne.\n\nI\n\nII. 1170—1190\n\n<!-- [Page 257](arke:01KG6QE9JA53M2CXTSEVX8AW90) -->\n# THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.\n\nDeare Lord of that deare iewell I haue loft,\nVVhat legacie shall I bequeath to thee?\nMy refolution loue shall be thy boft,\nBy whose example thou reueng'd mayft be.\nHow TARQVIN muft be vfd, read it in me,\nMy felfe thy friend will kill my felfe thy fo,\nAnd for my fake ferue thou falfe TARQVIN fo.\n\nThis briefe abridgement of my will I make,\nMy foule and bodie to the skies and ground:\nMy refolution Husband doe thou take,\nMine Honor be the knifes that makes my wound,\nMy shame be his that did my Fame confound;\nAnd all my Fame that liues disbursed be,\nTo those that liue and thinke no shame of me.\n","title":"Chunk 1"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG6S4F43F7ZS8MSK13BA63G7","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG6S2X2EBB305ENM00G16GWA","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG6NWQ2H2K4PGG7H4ZHYCZ3Y","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG6S6T5YR2MP3N68KXFDVEP1","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T06:24:50.366Z","ts":"2026-01-30T06:24:56.003Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}