The Reign of King Edward the Third · chunk 16 of 39
Anonymous / Shakespeare, William · published 1596 · first performed or written 1590 [c.1590-1595] (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men (?) unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
What says my fair love, is she resolute? Resolute to be dissolved, and therefore this, Keep but thy word great king, and I am thine, Stand where thou dost, i'll part a little from thee And see how I will yield me to thy hands: Here by my side doth hang my wedding knives, Take thou the one, and with it kill thy Queen And learn by me to find her where she lies And with this other, I'll dispatch my love, Which now lies fast asleep within my heart, When they are gone, then I'll consent to love: Stir not lascivious king to hinder me, My resolution is more nimbler far, Than thy prevention can be in my rescue, And if thou stir, I strike, therefore stand still, And hear the choice that I will put thee to: Either swear to leave thy most unholy suit, And never hence forth to solicit me, Or else by heaven, this sharp pointed knife, Shall stain thy earth, with that which thou would stain: My poor chaste blood, swear Edward swear, Or I will strike and die before thee here. even by that power I swear that gives me now, The power to be ashamed of myself, I never mean to part my lips again, In any words that tends to such a suit. Arise true English Lady, whom our I'll May better boast of then ever Roman might, Of her whose ransacked treasury hath tasked, The vain endeavour of so many pens: Arise and be my fault, thy honours fame, Which after ages shall enrich thee with, I am awaked from this idle dream, Warwick, my Son, Derby, Artoys and Audley, Brave warriors all, where are you all this while? Warwick, I make thee Warden of the North, Thou Prince of Wales, and Audley straight to Sea, Scour to Newhaven, some there stay for me: myself, Artoys and Derby will through Flanders, To greet our friends there, and to crave their aid, This night will scarce suffice me to discover, My folly's siege against a faithful lover, For ere the Sun shall guide the esteem sky, We'll wake him with our martial harmony. Here till our Navy of a thousand and sail, Have made a breakfast to our foe by Sea, Let us encamp to wait their happy speed: Lorraine what readiness is Edward in? How hast thou heard that he provided is Of martial furniture for this exploit. To lay aside unnecessary soothing, And not to spend the time in circumstance, 'tis bruited for a certainty my Lord, That he's exceeding strongly fortified, His subjects flock as willingly to war, As if unto a triumph they were led. England was wont to harbour malcontents, Blood thirsty, and seditious Catilines, Spend thrifts, and such as gape for nothing else, But changing and alteration of the state, And is it possible, That they are now so loyal in themselves?
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VVhat ſaies my faire loue, is ſhe reſolute? Reſolute to be diſſolude, and therefore this, Keepe but thy word great king, and I am thine, Stand where thou doſt, ile part a little from thee And ſee how I will yeeld me to thy hands: Here by my ſide doth hang my wedding knifes, Take thou the one, and with it kill thy Queene And learne by me to finde her where ſhe lies And with this other, Ile diſpatch my loue, Which now lies faſt a ſleepe within my hart, When they are gone, then Ile conſent to loue: Stir not laſciuious king to hinder me, My reſolution is more nimbler far, Then thy preuention can be in my reſcue, And if thou ſtir, I ſtrike, therefore ſtand ſtill, And heare the choyce that I will put thee to: Either ſweare to leaue thy moſt vnholie ſute, And neuer hence forth to ſolicit me, Or elſe by heauen, this ſharpe poynted knyfe, Shall ſtaine thy earth, with that which thou would ſtaine: My poore chaſt blood, ſweare Edward ſweare, Or I will ſtrike and die before thee heere. Euen by that power I ſweare that giues me now, The power to be aſhamed of my ſelfe, I neuer meane to part my lips againe, In any words that tends to ſuch a ſute. Ariſe true Engliſh Ladie, whom our Ile May better boaſt of then euer Romaine might, Of her whoſe ranſackt treaſurie hath taskt, The vaine indeuor of ſo many pens: Ariſe and be my fault, thy honors fame, Which after ages ſhall enrich thee with, I am awaked from this idle dreame, Warwike, my Sonne, Darby, Artoys and Audley, Braue warriours all, where are you all this while? Warwike, I make thee Warden of the North, Thou Prince of Wales, and Audley ſtraight to Sea, Scoure to New-hauen, ſome there ſtaie for me: My ſelfe, Artoys and Darby will through Flaunders, To greete our friends there, and to craue their aide, This night will ſcarce ſuffice me to diſcouer, My follies ſeege againſt a faithfull louer, For ere the Sunne ſhal guide the eſteme skie, Wele wake him with our Marſhall harmonie. Heere till our Nauie of a thouſand and ſaile, Haue made a breakfaſt to our foe by Sea, Let vs incampe to wait their happie ſpeede: Lorraine what readines is Edward in? How haſt thou heard that he prouided is Of marſhiall furniture for this exployt. To lay aſide vnneceſſary ſoothing, And not to ſpend the time in circumſtaunce, Tis bruted for a certenty my Lord, That hees exceeding ſtrongly fortified, His ſubiects flocke as willingly to warre, As if vnto a tryumph they were led. England was wont to harbour malcontents, Blood thirſty, and ſeditious Catelynes, Spend thrifts, and ſuch as gape for nothing elſe, But changing and alteration of the ſtate, And is it poſſible, That they are now ſo loyall in them ſelues?