Marlowe, Christopher · published 1596 · first performed or written 1593 [Jan 26; Jan 30] (Annals) tragedy · Derby's (Strange's) Men T31 Popes, cardinals and the crown typicality 0.87 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T31: cardinal, pope, king, lord, majesty, holy, rome, france, church, lords.
Then may it please your Majesty to give me leave, To punish those that do profane this holy feast. How meanst thou that? O Lord, mine ear. Come sir, give me my buttons and here's your ear. Sirrah, take him away. Hands of good fellow, I will be his bail For this offence: go sirrah, work no more, Till this our Coronation day be passed: And now our solemn rites of Coronation done, What now remains, but for a while to feast, And spend some days in barriers, tourney, tilt, and like disports, such as do fit the Court? Let's go my Lords, our dinner stays for us. My Lord Cardinal of Lorraine, tell me, How likes your grace my sons pleasantness? His mind you see runs on his minions, And all his heaven is to delight himself: And whilst he sleeps securely thus in ease, Thy brother Guise and we may now provide, To plant ourselves with such authority, as not a man may live without our leaves. Then shall the Catholick faith of Rome, Flourish in France, and none deny the same, Madam, as in secrecy I was told, My brother Guise hath gathered a power of men, Which as he saith, to kill the Puritans, But 'tis the house of Bourbon that he means. Now Madam must you insinuate with the King, And tell him that 'tis for his country's good, And common profit of Religion. Tush man, let me alone with him, To work the way to bring this thing to pass: And if he do deny what I do say, I'll dispatch him with his brother presently. And then shall Monsieur wear the diadem: Tush, all shall die unless I have my will. For while she lives Katherine will be Queen. Come my Lords, let us go seek the Guise, And then determine of this enterprise. Go fetch me pen and ink. I will Madam. That I may write unto my dearest Lord. Sweet Mugeroune, 'tis he that hath my heart, And Guise usurps it, cause I am his wife: feign would I find some means to speak with him but cannot, and therefore am enforced to write, That he may come and meet me in some place, Where we may one enjoy the other's sight. So, set it down and leave me to myself. She writes. O would to God this quill that here doth write, Had late been plucked from out fair Cupid's wing: That it might print these lines within his heart. What, all alone my love, and writing too: I prithee say to whom thou writes? To such a one my Lord, as when she reads my lines, will laugh I fear me at their good array. I pray thee let me see. O no my Lord, a woman only must partake the secrets of my heart. But Madam I must see. Are these your secrets that no man must know? O pardon me my Lord.
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Then may it please your Maiestie to giue me leaue, To punish those that doe prophane this holy feast. How meanst thou that? O Lord, mine eare. Come sir, giue me my buttons and heers your eare. Sirra, take him away. Hands of good sellow, I will be his baile For this offence: goe sirra, worke no more, Till this our Coronation day be past: And now our solemne rites of Coronation done, What now remaines, but for a while to feast, And spend some daies in barriers, tourny, tylte, and like disportes, such as doe fit the Court? Lets goe my Lords, our dinner staies for vs. My Lord Cardinall of Loraine, tell me, How likes your grace my sonnes pleasantnes? His minde you see runnes on his minions, And all his heauen is to delight himselfe: And whilste he sleepes securely thus in ease, Thy brother Guise and we may now prouide, To plant our selues with such authoritie, as not a man may liue without our leaues. Then shall the Catholick faith of Rome, Flourish in France, and none deny the same, Madam, as in secrecy I was tolde, My brother Guise hath gathered a power of men, Which as he saith, to kill the Puritans, But tis the house of Burbon that he meanes. Now Madam must you insinuate with the King, And tell him that tis for his Countries good, And common profit of Religion. Tush man, let me alone with him, To work the way to bring this thing to passe: And if he doe deny what I doe say, Ile dispatch him with his brother presently. And then shall Mounser weare the diadem: Tush, all shall dye vnles I haue my will. For while she liues Katherine will be Queene. Come my Lords, let vs goe seek the Guise, And then determine of this enterprise. Goe fetch me pen and inke. I will Madam. That I may write vnto my dearest Lord. Sweet Mugeroune, tis he that hath my heart, And Guise vsurpes it, cause I am his wife: Faine would I finde some means to speak with him but cannot, and therfore am enforst to write, That he may come and meet me in some place, Where we may one inioy the others sight. So, set it down and leaue me to my selfe. She writes. O would to God this quill that heere doth write, Had late been pluckt from out faire Cupids wing: That it might print these lines within his heart. What, all alone my loue, and writing too: Iprethee say to whome thou writes? To such a one my Lord, as when she reads my lines, will laugh I feare me at their good aray. I pray thee let me see. O no my Lord, a woman only must partake the secrets of my heart. But Madam I must see. Are these your secrets that no man must know? O pardon me my Lord.