Peele, George · published 1594 · first performed or written 1589 [1588-1589] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T59 Spanish courts: war, honour and courtshi · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T59: andrea, spain, portugal, tribute, horatio, king, bellimperia, prince, lord, lorenzo.
Captain, we have received Letters from the king. That with such signs and arguments of love, We entertain the king of Barbarie, That marcheth toward Tangier with his men, The poor remainders of those that fled from Fez, When Abdelmelec got the glorious day, And stalled himself in his imperial throne. Lord governor, we are in readiness To welcome and receive this hapless king, Chased from his land by angry Amurath, And if the right rest in this lusty Moore, Bearing a princely heart unvanquishable, A noble resolution than it is, In brave Sebastian our christian king, To aid this Moore with his victorious arms, Thereby to propagate religious truth, And plant his springing praise in Africa. But when arrives this brave Sebastian, To knit his forces with this manly Moore, That both in one, and one in both may join In this attempt of noble consequence? Our men of Tangier long to see their king, Whose princely face that like the summer's son, Glads all these hither parts of Barbarie. captains, he cometh hitherward amain, Top and top gallant, all in brave array The 26. day of Iune he left the bay of Lisbon, And with all his fleet at Cardis happily he arrived in Spain the eight of Iuly, tarrying for the aid That Philip king of Spain had promised, And fifteen days he there remained aboard, Expecting when this Spanish force would come, Nor stepped ashore as he were going still: But Spain that meant and minded nothing less, pretends a sudden fear and care to keep His own from Amurath's fierce invasion, And to excuse his promise to our king, For which he storms as great Achilles erst. Lying for want of wind in Aulis' gulf, And hoisteth up his sails and anchors weighs, And hitherward he comes, and looks to meet This manly Moore, whose case he undertakes, Therefore go we to welcome and rescue, With canon shot, and shouts of young and old, This fleet of Portugals and troop of Moores. Muly Mahamet king of Barbarie Well met, and welcome to our town of Tangier, After this sudden shock and hapless war, Welcome brave Queen of Moores, repose thee here, Thou and thy noble son, and soldiers all, repose you here in king Sebastian's town. Thus far in honour of thy name and aid Lord Mahamet, we have adventured To win for thee a kingdom, for ourselves Fame, and performance of those promises, That in thy faith and royalty thou hast Sworn to Sebastian king of Portugal, And thrive it so with thee as thou dost mean, And mean thou so as thou dost wish to thrive, And if our Christ for whom in chief we fight, Hereby to enlarge the bounds of Christendom, Favour this war, and as I do not doubt, Send victory to light upon my crest. Brave Moore I will advance thy kingly son, And with a diadem of pearl and gold, Adorn thy temples and enrich thy head,
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Captaine, we haue receiued Letters from the king. That with such signes and arguments of loue, We entertaine the king of Barbarie, That marcheth toward Tangar with his men, The poore remainders of those that fled from Fesse, When Abdilmelec got the glorious day, And stald himselfe in his emperiall throne. Lord gouernor, we are in readines To welcome and receiue this haplesse king, Chased from his land by angrie A murath, And if the right rest in this lustie Moore, Bearing a princely heart vnvanquishable, A noble resolution than it is, In braue Sebastian our christian king, To aide this Moore with his victorious armes, Thereby to propagate religious truth, And plant his springing praise in Affrica. But when ariues this braue Sebastian, To knit his forces with this manly Moore, That both in one, and one in both may ioyne In this attempt of noble consequence? Our men of Tangar long to see their king, Whose princely face that lyke the summers sonne, Glads all these hether parts of Barbarie. Captaines, he commeth hetherward amaine, Top and top gallant, all in braue araie The 26. daie of Iune he lefte the bay of Lisborne, And with all his fleete at Cardis happily he Ariu'de in Spain the eight of Iuly, tarrying for the aide That Philip king of Spaine had promised, And fifteene daies he there remaind aboord, Expecting when this Spanish force would come, Nor stept a shore as he were going still: But Spaine that meant and minded nothing lesse, pretends a sodaine feare and care to keepe His owne from A muraths fierce inuasion, And to excuse his promise to our king, For which he stormes as great A chilles earst. Lying for want of winde in Aldest gulfe, And hoiseth vp his sailes and anchors waighs, And hetherward he comes, and lookes to meete This manly Moore, whose case he vndertakes, Therefore go we to welcome and rescue, With canon shot, and shouts of yong and olde, This fleet of Portugals and troupe of Moores. Muly Mahamet king of Barbarie Well met, and welcome to our towne of Tanger, After this sodaine shocke and haplesse warre, Welcome braue Queene of Moores, repose thee here, Thou and thy noble sonne, and souldiers all, Ropose you here in king Sebastians towne. Thus farre in honor of thy name and aide Lord Mahamet, we haue aduentured To winne for thee a kingdome, for our selues Fame, and performance of those promises, That in thy faith and roialtie thou hast Sworne to Sebastian king of Portugall, And thriue it so with thee as thou doest meane, And meane thou so as thou doest wish to thriue, And if our Christ for whom in chiefe we fight, Heereby to inlarge the bounds of christendome, Fauor this warre, and as I do not doubt, Send victorie to light vpon my crest. Braue Moore I will aduance thy kingly sonne, And with a diademe of pearle and golde, Adorne thy temples and inrich thy head,