Peele, George · published 1593 · first performed or written 1591 [1590-1593] (Annals) history · Unknown T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho typicality 0.68 · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T18: king, lord, wallace, earl, edward, england, scotland, rebels, bruce, english.
Indeed we count them headstrong Englishmen But we shall hold them in a Spanish yoke: And make them know their Lord and sovereign. Come daughter let us home for to provide: For all the cunning workmen of this isle, In our great chamber shall be set a work, And in my hall shall bountifully feed. My King like Phoebus bridegroom like shall march With lovely Xheeis to her grassy bed, And all the lookers on shall stand amazed, To see King Edward and his lovely Queen, Sit lovely in England's stately throne. Come Rice and rouse thee for thy countries good, Follow the man that means to make you great: Follow Lluellen rightful prince of Wales. Sprung from the loins of great Cadwallader, Descended from the loins of Trojan Brute, And though the traitorous' Saxons, Normans, Danes, Have spent the true Romans of glorious Troy, Within the western mountains of this isle, Yet have we hope to climb these stony pales, When Londoners as Romans erst amazed, Shall trembling cry Lluellen's at the gate. T'accomplish this, thus have I brought you forth, Disguised to Milford haven, here attend, The landing of the lady Aeliner. Her stay doth make me muse, the wind stands fair And ten days hence we did expect them here, Neptune be favourable to my love, And steer her keel with thy three forked mace, That from this shore I may behold her sails, And in mine arms embrace my dearest dear. Brave prince of Wales, this honourable match, Cannot but turn to Cambria's common good. Simon de Momfort, her thrice valiant son, That in the baron's wars was General, Was loved and honoured of the Englishmen. When they shall hear, she's your espoused wife. Assure your grace we shall have great supply, To make our roads in England mightily. What we resolved, must strongly be performed, Before the king return from Palestine, Whilst he wins glory at Ierusalem, Let us win ground upon the Englishmen. Owen ap Rice, 'tis that Lluellen fears, I fear me Edward will be come ashore, Ere we can make provision for the war. But be it as it will, within his court My brother David is, that bears a face, As if he were my greatest enemy, He by this craft shall creep into her heart, And give intelligence from time to time, Of her intentions, drifts and stratagems. Here let us rest upon the salt sea shore, And while our eyes long for our hearts desires, Let us like friend's pastime us on the sands, Our frolic minds are ominous for good. Gwenthian as I am true man, So will I do the best I can: Gwenthian as I am true Priest, So will I be at thy behest: Gwenthian as I am true Friar, So will I be at thy desire. My master stands too near the fire, Trust him not wench, he will prove a liar.
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Indeed we count them headstrong Englishmen But we shall hold them in a Spanish yoake: And make them know their Lord and soueraigne. Come daughter let vs home for to prouide: For all the cunning work-men of this Ile, In our great chamber shall bee set a worke, And in my hall shall bountifully feede. My King like Phoebus bridegroome like shall marche With louely Xheeis to her gassie bed, And all the lookers on shall stand amazde, To see King Edward and his louely Queene, Sit louely in Englands stately throne. Come Rice and rouse thee for thy countries good, Followe the man that meanes to make you great: Follow Lluellen rightfull prince of VVales. Sprong from the oines of great Cadwallader, Discended from the oines of Troian Brute, And though the tarious 'Saxons, Normans, Danes, Haue spt the true Romans of glorious Troy, Within the westerne mountaines of this Ile, Yet haue we hope to clime these stonie pales, VVhen Londoners as Romains earstamazde, Shall trebling Lluellens at the gate. T'accomplish this, thus haue I brought you forth, Disguisde to Milford hauen, here attend, The landing of the ladie Aeliner. Her stay doth make me muse, the winde stands fair And ten dayes hence we did expect them heere, Neptune be fauourable to my loue, And steere hir keele with thy three forked mace, That from this shore I may behold her sailes, And in mine armes embrace my deerest deare. Braue prince of Wales, this honorable matche, Cannot but turne to Cambrias common good. Simon de Momfort, her thrise valiant sonne, That in the Barons warres was Generall, VVas lou'd and honoured of the Englishmen. VVhen they shall heare, shees your espoused wife. Assure your grace we shall haue great supplie, To make our roades in England mightilie. VVhat we resolu'd, must strongly be performd, Before the king returne from Palestine, VVhilst he wins glorie at Ierusalem, Let vs winne ground vpon the Englishmen. Owen ap Rice, tis that Lluellen feares, I feare me Edward will be come a shore, Ere we can make prouision for the warre. But be it as it will, within his court My brother Dauid is, that beares a face, As if he were my greatest enemie, He by this craft shall creepe into her heart, And giue intelligence from time to time, Of her intentions, driftes and stratagems. Heere let vs rest vpon the salt sea shore, And while our eyes long for our hearts desires, Let vs like friends pastime vs on the sands, Our frolike mindes are ominous for good. Guenthian as I am true man, So will I doo the best I can: Guenthian as I am true Priest, So will I bee at thy behest: Guenthian as I am true Friar, So wil I be at thy desire. My maister stands too neere the fier, Trust him not wench, he will prooue a liar.