1 The Troublesome Reign of King John · chunk 19 of 29
Anonymous · published 1611 · first performed or written 1591 (Annals) history · Queen Elizabeth's Men unassigned nearest T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea · 483 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
I'll find a time to triumph in thy fall. My time is now to triumph in thy fall, And thou shalt know that Constance will triumph. Good mother, weigh it is Queen Elinor, Though she be captive, use her like herself. Sweet Grandam bear with what my Mother says, Your Highness shall be used honourably. Lewis my Lord, Duke Arthur, and the rest, To arms in haste, K. Iohn relies his men, And gins the sight afresh: and swears withal To lose his life, or set his mother free. Arthur away, 'tis time to look about. Why how now dame, what is your courage cooled? No Elinor my courage gathers strength, And hopes to lead both Iohn and thee as slaves: And in that hope, I hale thee to the field. Thus right triumphs, and Iohn triumphs in right: Arthur thou seest, France cannot bolster thee: Thy mother's pride hath brought thee to this fall. But if at last nephew thou yield thyself Into the guard of thine uncle Iohn, Thou shalt be used as becomes a Prince. Uncle, my grandam taught her nephew this, To bear captivity with patience. Might hath prevailed, not right, for I am King Of England, though thou wear the Diadem. Son Iohn, soon shall we teach him to forget These proud presumptions, and to know himself. Mother, he never will forget his claim, I would he lived not to remember it. But leaving this, we will to England now, And take some order with our Popelings there, That swell with pride and fat of lay men's lands. Philip, I make thee chief in this affair, Ransack the Abbeys, Cloisters, Priories, Convert their coin unto my soldiers use: And whatsoe'er he be within my Land, That goes to Rome for justice and for law, While he may have his right within the Realm, Let him be judged a traitor to the State, And suffer as an enemy to England. Mother, we leave you here beyond the seas, As Regent of our Provinces in France, While we to England take a speedy course, And thank our God that gave us victory. Hubert de Burgh take Arthur here to thee, Be he thy prisoner: Hubert keep him safe, For on his life doth hang thy Sovereign's Crown, But in his death consists thy Sovereign's bliss: Then Hubert, as thou shortly hearst from me, So use the prisoner I have given in charge. Frolic young prince, though I your keeper be, Yet shall your keeper live at your command. As please my God, so shall become of me. My son, to England, I will see thee shipped, And pray to God to send thee safe ashore. Now wars are done, I long to be at home, To dive into the Monks and Abbot's bags, To make some sport among the smooth skinned Nuns, And keep some revel with the fanzen Friars.
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Ile find a time to triumph in thy fall. My time is now to triumph in thy fall, And thou ſhalt know that Conſtance will triumph. Good mother, weigh it is Queene Elinor, Though ſhe be captiue, vſe her like her ſelfe. Sweet Grandame beare with what my Mother ſayes, Your Highneſſe ſhall be vſed honourably. Lewis my Lord, Duke Arthur, and the reſt, To armes in haſt, K. Iohn relyes his men, And ginnes the ſight afreſh: and ſweares withall To looſe his life, or ſet his mother free. Arthur away, t'is time to looke about. Why how now dame, what is your courage coold? No Elinor my courage gathers ſtrength, And hopes to leade both Iohn and thee as ſlaues: And in that hope, I hale thee to the field. Thus right triumphs, and Iohn triumphs in right: Arthr thou ſeeſt, Fraunce cannot bolſter thee: Thy mothers pride hath brought thee to this fall. But if at laſt nephew thou yeeld thy ſelfe Into the gardance of thine vncle Iohn, Thou ſhalt be vſed as becomes a Prince. Vncle, my grandame taught her nephew this, To beare captiuitie with patience. Might hath preuaild, not right, for I am King Of England, though thou weare the Diademe. Sonne Iohn, ſoone ſhall wee teach him to forget Theſe prowd preſumptions, and to know himſelfe. Mother, he neuer will forget his claime, I would he liude not to remember it. But leauing this, we will to England now, And take ſome order with our Popelings there, That ſwell with pride and fat of lay mens lands. Philip, I make thee chiefe in this affaire, Ranſacke the Abbeis, Cloyſters, Priories, Conuert their coine vnto my ſouldiers vſe: And whatſoere he be within my Land, That goes to Rome for iuſtice and for law, While he may haue his right within the Realme, Let him be iudgde a traitor to the State, And ſuffer as an enemy to England. Mother, wee leaue you here beyond the ſeas, As Regent of our Prouinces in France, While we to England take a ſpeedie courſe, And thanke our God that gaue vs victorie. Hubert de Burgh take Arthur here to thee, Be he thy priſoner: Hubert keepe him ſafe, For on his life doth hang thy Soueraignes Crowne, But in his death conſiſts thy Soueraignes bliſſe: Then Hubert, as thou ſhortly hearſt from me, So vſe the priſoner I haue giuen in charge. Frolicke yong prince, thogh I your keeper be, Yet ſhall your keeper liue at your command. As pleaſe my God, ſo ſhall become of me. My ſonne, to England, I will ſee thee ſhipt, And pray to God to ſend thee ſafe aſhore. Now warres are done, I long to be at home, To diue into the Monks and Abbots bagges, To make ſome ſport among the ſmooth skind Nunnes, And keepe ſome reuell with the fanzen Friers.