Peele, George · published 1594 · first performed or written 1589 [1588-1589] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 500 words
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Under correction, are ye not all Englishmen, And longs not Ireland to that kingdom Lords? Then may I speak my conscience in the cause, sans scandal to the holy see of Rome, unhonorable is this expedition, And misbeseeming you to meddle in. Lord governor of Lisbon understand, As we are Englishmen, so are we men, And I am Stukeley so resolved in all, To follow rule, honour and Empery, Not to be bent so strictly to the place, Wherein at first I blew the fire of life, But that I may at liberty make choice, Of all the continents that bounds the world, For why? I make it not so great desert To be begot or borne in any place, Sith that's a thing of pleasure and of ease, That might have been performed elsewhere as well. Follow what your good pleasure will, Good Captain Stukeley be it far from me To take exceptions beyond my privilege. Yet captain give me leave to speak, We must affect our country as our parents, And if at any time we alienate Our love or industry from doing it honour, It must respect effects and touch the soul, Matter of conscience and religion, And not desire of rule or benefit. Well said Bishop, spoken like yourself, The reverent lordly bishop of saint Asaph's. The bishop talks according to his coat, And takes not measure of it by his mind, You see he hath it made thus large and wide, Because he may convert it as he list, To any form may fit the fashion best, Captain you do me wrong to descant thus, Upon my coat or double conscience, And cannot answer it in another place. 'tis but in jest, Lord bishop put it up, And all as friends deign to be entertained, As my ability here can make provision, Shortly shall I conduct you to the king, Whose welcomes evermore to strangers are, Princely and honourable as his state becomes. Thanks worthy governor, come bishop come Will you show fruits of quarrel and of wrath, Come let us in with my Lord of Lisbon here, And put all conscience into one carouse, Letting it out again, as we may live. There shall no action pass my hand or sword, That cannot make a step to gain a crown, No word shall pass the office of my tongue, That sounds not of affection to a crown, No thought have being in my lordly breast, That works not every way to win a crown, Deeds, words and thoughts shall all be as a king's, My chiefest company shall be with kings, And my deserts shall counterpoise a king's, Why should not I then look to be a king? I am the marquis how of Ireland made, And will be shortly king of Ireland, King of a molehill had I rather be, Than the richest subject of a monarchy, huff it brave mind, and never cease t'aspire, Before thou reign sole king of thy desire
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Vnder correction, are ye not all Englishmen, And longs not Ireland to that kingdome Lords? Then may I speake my conscience in the cause, Sance scandall to the holy sea of Rome, Vnhonorable is this expedition, And misbeseeming yoo to meddle in. Lord gouernour of Lisborne vnderstand, As we are Englishmen, so are we men, And I am Stukley so resolude in all, To follow rule, honor and Emperie, Not to be bent so strictly to the place, Wherein at first I blew the fire of life, But that I may at libertie make choise, Of all the continents that bounds the world, For why? I make it not so great desert To be begot or borne in anie place, Sith thats a thing of pleasure and of ease, That might haue bin performd else-where as well. Follow what your good pleasure will, Good Captaine Stukley be it farre from me To take exceptions beyond my priuiledge. Yet captaine giue me leaue to speake, We must affect our countrie as our parents, And if at anie time wealianate Our loue or industrie from doing it honor, It must respect effects and touch the soule, Matter of conscience and religion, And not desire of rule or benefite. Well said Bishop, spoken like your selfe, The reuerent lordly bishop of saint Asses. The bishop talkes according to his coate, And takes not measure of it by his minde, You see he hath it made thus large and wide, Because he may conuert it as he list, To anie forme may fit the fashion best, Captaine you do me wrong to descant thus, Vpon my coate or double conscience, And cannot answere it in another place. Tis but in iest, Lord bishop put it vp, And all as friends daine to be entertaind, As my abilitie here can make prouision, Shortly shall I conduct you to the king, Whose welcomes euermore to strangers are, Princely and honorable as his state becomes. Thankes worthie gouernor, come bishop come Will you shew fruits of quarrell and of wrath, Come let vs in with my Lord of Lisborne here, And put all conscience into one carouse, Letting it out againe, as we may liue. There shall no action passe my hand or sword, That cannot make a step to gaine a crowne, No word shall passe the office of my tong, That sounds not of affection to a crowne, No thought haue being in my lordly brest, That workes not euerie waie to win a crowne, Deeds, wordes and thoughts shall all be as a kings, My chiefest companie shall be with kings, And my deserts shall counterpoise a kings, Why should not I then looke to be a king? I am the marques how of Ireland made, And will be shortly king of Ireland, King of a mole-hill had I rather be, Than the richest subiect of a monarchie, Huffe it braue minde, and neuer cease t'aspire, Before thou raigne sole king of thy desire