Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1633 [licensed for stage, Jul 3] (Annals) tragicomedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea typicality 0.84 · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
Shipped with Vittori, thank Alphonso for't Whom you have pardoned, they are both at Sea. Whirl, winds pursue 'em. Where's your son Alphonso? Embarked with his fair Mistress, I observe My Lord which way your anger moves, in vain You vex your soul for them, the Sea's no part Of your command, the winds are masters there, Which cannot raise a storm so black and ominous, As their own country. By what means escaped they? Take it from me, and after cut my head off, I charged him as his heart wished to enjoy A Father's blessing, as he loved the honour Of his Cassandra, fearing some new plot To hire a Bark, and quickly put to Sea, Whilst I made some stay to dispose affairs, That might befriend us in another country, He did obey and had my prayers, the winds Conveyed him swiftly from the shore, and had Your creature Iulio not made such haste, I had dispatched, and in another vessel Followed his ship, but heaven determined I Should be again your prisoner, use your power But look to give account for every hair Of this old head, now withered in your service. To the Castle with him. ay, there's the King, Let me use one word more Royal sir, to you. You'll hear him. Fear not Prince, my soul's not fall'n So low to beg compassion. Speak Alphonso? My duty still preserved, I would advise Your age to quit the trouble of your Kingdom, And ask the PRINCE's leave to turn a Capuchin, Why should you stoops with burden of such a state, And have a son so active, turn friar, my Lord, And make the young man King. I must endure. Away with him. I'll see him safe my Lord. What hasty news with you. To Arms great sir for your defence, there are New dangers from the Sea. Another Fleet? And sailing this way, we suspect they are Sicilians. Vittori gave a blow to their design. d'ee but suspect it villain? It may be Some scattered ships. Has not Vittori mocked us, And played the villain with your trust. They could not be reinforced so soon, what number? They cover sir the seas. Gather up forces to Prevent the landing. 'tis impossible? They touch our shore by this time. Then make safe The City. It may be another fleet, meant to relieve The first, and came not forth so soon. Now we want Vittori. All the diseases Naples ever groaned with o'er take Vittori, but Alphonso shall Pay dearly for this mischief. Be not sir Dejected, 'tis more easy to defend At home, then thrive in foreign war, these men Will find as proud resistance. Canst thou think I do look pale for this? no Iulio, Although the sudden news might move me somewhat I have a heart above all fear, and can Know no distraction but Cassandra's absence, That makes me look so wild, and tears my brain With the imagination.
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Shipt with Vittori, thanke Alphonso fort Whom you have pardoned, they are both at Sea. Whirle, winds pursue em. Where's your sonne Alphonso? Embark'd with his faire Mistresse, I observe My Lord which way your anger moves, in vaine You vex your soule for them, the Sea's no part Of your command, the winds are masters there, Which cannot raise a storme so blacke and ominons, As their owne countrey. By what meanes escaped they? Take it from me, and after cut my head off, I charg'd him as his heart wish'd to enjoy A Fathers blessing, as he lov'd the honour Of his Cassandra, fearing some new plot To hire a Barke, and quickly put to Sea, Whilst I made some stay to dispose affaires, That might befriend us in another countrey, He did obey and had my prayers, the winds Convey'd him swiftly from the shore, and had Your creature Iulio not made such haste, I had dispatch'd, and in another vessell Followed his ship, but heaven determined I Should be agen your prisoner, use your power But looke to give account for every haire Of this old head, now withered in your service. To the Castle with him. I, there's the King, Let me use one word more Royall sir, to you. You'le heare him. Feare not Prince, my soule's not falne So low to beg compassion. Speake Alphonso? My duty still preserv'd, I would advise Your age to quit the trouble of your Kingdome, And aske the Princes leave to turne a Capuchin, Why should you stoups with burthen of such a state, And have a sonne so active, turne Fryer, my Lord, And make the youngman King. I must endure. Away with him. Ile see him safe my Lord. What hasty newes with you. To Armes great sir for your defence, there are New dangers from the Sea. Another Fleet? And sailing this way, we suspect they are Sicilians. Vittori gave ablow to their defigne. Dee but suspect it vilaine? It may bee Some scattered ships. Has not Vittori mock'd us, And plaide the vilaine with your trust. They could not be reinforcd so soone, what number? They cover sir the seas. Gather up forces to Prevent the landing. Tis impossible? They touch our shore by this time. Then make safe The City. It may be another leet, meant to releeve The first, and came not forth so soone. Now we want Vittori. All the diseases Naples ever gron'd with Ore take Vittori, but Alphonso shall Pay deeely for this mischiefe. Be not sir Dejected, tis more easie to defend At home, then thrive in forraine warre, these men Will find as proud resistance. Canst thou thinke I do looke pale for this ▪ no Iulio, Although the suddaine newes might move me somewhat I have a heart above all feare, and can Know no distraction but Cassandra's absence, That makes me looke so wild, and teares my braine With the imagination.