Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.
This strange unwelcome and unhappy news, Of these unnatural Rebels and unjust, That threaten wrack unto this wretched Land, ay me affrights my woman's mazed mind, Burdens my heart, and interrupts my sleep, That now unless some better tidings come, Unto my son their true anointed King. My heavy heart I fear will break in twain, Surcharged with a heavy load of thoughts. Madam, your grace's care in this, I much commend, For though your son my Lord the King be young, Yet he will see so well unto himself, That he will make the proudest Rebel know, What 'tis to move or to displease a King, And though his looks bewray such lenity, Yet at advantage he can use extremity: Your Grace may call to mind that being a king, He will not put up any injury, Especially of base and common men, Which are not worthy but with reverence, To look into the Princely state of Kings, A King sometimes will make a show of courtesy, Only to fit a following policy: And it may be the King determines so, That he will try before he trust a foe. True Madam, for your grace's son the King, Is so well ruled by divers of his Peers, As that I think the proudest foe he hath, Shall find more work than he will take in hand, That seeks the downfall of his Majesty: I hope the Council are too wise for that, To suffer Rebels in aspiring pride, That purpose treason to the Prince and state. In good time, see where my Lord the King, Doth come accompanied with the Bishop and Lord Treasurer. I marvel much my Lords what rage it is, That moves my people whom I love so dear, Under a show of quarrel good and just, To rise against us thus in mutinies, With threatening force against our state and us: But if it be as we are given to know, By Letters and by credible report, A little spark hath kindled all this fire, Which must be quenched with circumspect regard, Before we feel the violence of the flame: meanwhile, sweet Lady Mother be content, And think their malice shall not injure you, For we have tools to crop and cut them off, Ere they presume to touch our Royal self, And thus resolve, that you secure shall be, What hard mishap soever fall to me. Health and good hap befall your Majesty. My Lord here is a messenger from Kent, That craves access unto your Majesty. Admit him near, for we will hear him speak, 'tis hard when twixt the people and the King, Such terms of threats and parleys must be had, Would any Gentleman or man of worth, Be seen in such a cause without offence, Both to his God, his Country, and his Prince, Except he were enforced thereunto?
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This ſtrange vnwelcome and vnhappie newes, Of theſe vnnaturall Rebels and vniuſt, That threaten wracke vnto this wretched Land, Aye me affrights my womans mazed minde, Burdens my heart, and interrupts my ſleepe, That now vnleſſe ſome better tidings come, Vnto my ſonne their true annointed King. My heauy hart I feare will breake in twaine, Surcharged with a heauie loade of thoughts. Madam, your Graces care in this, I much commend, For though your ſonne my Lord the King be young, Yet he will ſee ſo well vnto him ſelfe, That he will make the prowdeſt Rebell know, VVhat tis to mooue or to diſpleaſe a King, And though his looks bewray ſuch lenitie, Yet at aduantage hee can vſe extremitie: Your Grace may call to minde that being a king, He will not put vp any iniurie, Eſpeciallie of baſe and common men, VVhich are not worthie but with reuerence, To looke into the Princelie ſtate of Kings, A King ſometimes will make a ſhow of curteſie, Onely to fit a following pollicie: And it may be the King determines ſo, That hee will trie before he truſt a foe. True Madam, for your Graces ſonne the King, Is ſo well ruled by diuers of his Pieres, As that I thinke the prowdeſt foe hee hath, Shall find more worke than hee will take in hand, That ſeeks the downefall of his Maieſtie: I hope the Councell are too wiſe for that, To ſuffer Rebels in aſpiring pride, That purpoſe treaſon to the Prince and ſtate. In good time, ſee where my Lord the King, Doth come accompanied with the Biſhoppe and Lord Treaſorer. I maruaile much my Lords what rage it is, That moues my people whom I loue ſo deare, Vnder a ſhow of quarrell good and iuſt, To riſe againſt vs thus in mutinies, VVith threatning force againſt our ſtate and vs: But if it bee as we are giuen to know, By Letters and by credible report, A litle ſparke hath kindled all this fire, VVhich muſt be quencht with circumſpect regard, Before we feele the violence of the flame: Mean while, ſweete Ladie Mother be content, And thinke their mallice ſhall not iniure you, For wee haue tooles to crop and cut them off, Ere they preſume to touch our Royall ſelfe, And thus reſolue, that you ſecure ſhall bee, VVhat hard miſhap ſoeuer fall to mee. Health and good hap befall your Maieſtie. My Lord here is a meſſenger from Kent, That craues acceſſe vnto your Maieſtie. Admit him neere, for wee will heare him ſpeake, Tis hard when twixt the people and the King, Such termes of threats and parlies muſt be had, VVould any Gentleman or man of worth, Be ſeene in ſuch a cauſe without offence, Both to his God, his Countrie, and his Prince, Except he were inforced thereunto?