Peele, George · published 1593 · first performed or written 1591 [1590-1593] (Annals) history · Unknown unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.
Then will I keep in silence what I mean, Since Edward thinks my meaning is not good. Nay Balliol speak forth, if there yet remain, A little remnant of persuading Art. If cunning have power to win the king, Let those employ it that can flatter him. If honoured deed may reconcile the King, It lies in me to give and him to take. Why what remains for Balliol now to give? Allegiance as becomes a royal king. What league of far where league is broken once? The greater hope in them that once have fallen. But foolish are those Monarchs that do yield A conquered Realm upon submissive vows. There take my crown and so redeem my life. I sit that was the choicest plea of both, For who so quells the pomp of haughty winds. And breaks their safe, whereon they build their trust, wanting power they carry not harm. Balliol shall live, but yet within sum bounds, That if his wings grow fledge, they may be clipped: Iohn come away, you go as though you slept, a great knave and be afraid of a little thundering and lightning. Call you this a little thundering, I am sure my breeches finds it a great deal, for I am sure they are stuff with thunder. They are stuff with a fool, are they not, will it please you to carry the lantern a little handsomer, and not to carry it with your hands in your slops. Slops quoth you would I had tarried at home by the fire, and then I should not have need to put my hands in my pockets, but I'll l●e my life I know the reason of this toll weather. Do you know the reason.' I pray thee John tell me and let me hear this reason. I l●e my life sonne of your gossips be cross legs that we came from, but you are wise mistress for you ●om now aw● and will no. 〈◊〉 a gossiping in a dry house all night. Would it please you to walk and leave of your knavery, but spoken 〈◊〉, what's that riseth out of the ground, Iesus bless us Iohn, look how it riseth higher and higher. Be my troth mistress 'tis a woman, good Lord do women gr●, I never saw none grow before. Hold thy tongue thou foolish knave, it is the spirit of some woman Ha let me see where am I, on Charing green, I o● 〈◊〉 green here hard by Westminster where I was crowned and Edward there made King, I 'tis true so it is, and therefore Edward kiss not me unless you will straight perfume your lips Edward. Ora pro nobis Iohn, I pray all to your prayers for my life it is the Queen that chases thus, who s●cke this da●e on Charing green, and now is risen up on Potters Hive, and therefore truce 〈◊〉 I'll go to her. Welcome good woman, what place is this, sea or land I pray show to me.
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Then will I keepe insilence what I meane, Since Edward thinkes my meaning is not good. Naie Balioll speake forth, if there yet remain, A little remnant of perswading Art. If cunning haue power to win the king, Let those imploy it that can flatter him. If honored deede may reconcile the King, It lies in me to giue and him to take. Why what remains for Balioll now to giue? Ageance as becomes a roiall king. What league of fa where league is broken once? The greater hope in them that once haue falne. But foolishe are those Monarches that doe yeelde A conquered Realme vppon submissiue vowes. There take my crowne and so redeme my life. I sit that was the choisest plea of both, For who so quels the pomp of haughtie windes. And breakes their sfe, wheron they build their trust, wanting power they carrie not harme. shall liue, but yet within su bounds, That if his wings grow ig, they may be clipt: Iohn come awaie, you goe as though you slept, a great knaue and be afraide of a little thundering and lightning. Call you this a little thundering, I am sure my breeches findes it a great deale, for I am sure they are stute with thunder. They are stufte with a foole, are they not, will it please you to carrie the lantern a little handsommer, and not to carrie it with your handes in your slop. Slops quoth you woulde I had tad at ome by the fire, and then I should not haue neede to put my in my pockets, but le my life I know the reason of this towle wether. Doe you know the reason.' I praie thee Ioh tel me and let me heare this reason. I le my life sone of your Gossipse becros leg that we came rom, bt you are wise mistres for you om now aw and wil no. a goping in a dre house all night. Would it plese you to walke and leaue of your , but st , whats that riseth out of the ground, Iesus blesse vs Iohn, look how it riseth hig er and higher. Be my troth mistres tis a woman, good Lord do women gr, I neuer saw none grow before. Hold thy tongue tou foolish knue, it is the spirite of some woman Ha let me see where am I, on Cring green, I o greene here hrd by Westminster where I was crowned and Edward there made King, I tis true , and therefore Edward isse not me vnlesse you will raight perfume your ps Edward. Orapr nobis Iohn, I pre ll to your prayers for my life it is the Queene that chases thus, who scke this dae on Charing grene, a ow vp on Potters Hiue, and therore true ile g to her. Welcome good woman, what place is this, sea oand I pray shew to me.