Shakespeare, William · published 1597 · first performed or written 1595 (Annals) tragedy; history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T52 Prodigals, portions and poor kin · 512 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T52: brother, father, uncle, cousin, son, poor, bread, old, given, master.
We did observe. Cousin Aumarle. How far brought you high Hereford, on his way? I brought high Herford, if you call him so, But to the next high way, and there I left him. And say, what store of parting tears were shed? Faith none for me, except the Northeast wind, Which then blew bitterly against our faces, awaked the sleeping rheum, and so by chance Did grace our hollow parting with a tear. What said our cousin when you parted with him? Farewell, & for my heart disdained that my tongue Should so profane the word that taught me craft, To counterfeit oppression of such grief, That words seemed buried in my sorrows grave: Marry would the word Farewell have long hours, And added years to his short banishment, He should have had a volume of farewells: But since it would not, he had none of me. He is our Coosens Cousin, but 'tis doubt, When time shall call him home from banishment, Whether our kinsman come to see his friends. Ourself and Bushie, Observed his courtship to the common people, How he did seem to dive into their hearts, With humble and familiar courtesy, What reverence he did throw away on slaves, Wooing poor craftsmen with the craft of smiles. And patiented vnder-bearing of his fortune, As ttwere to banish their affects with him, Off goes his bonnet to an oyster-wench, A brace of draimen bid, God speed him well, And had the tribute of his supple knee, With thanks my countrymen my loving friends▪ As were our England in reversion his, And he our subjects next degree in hope. Well, he is gone, and with him go these thoughts, Now for the rebels which stand out in Ireland, Expedient manage must be made my liege, Ere further leisure yield them further means. For their advantage and your highness loss. We will ourself in person to this war, And for our coffers with too great a court, And liberal largesse are grown somewhat light, We are enforced to farm our royal Realm, The revenue whereof shall furnish us, For our affairs in hand if that come short, Our substitutes at home shall have blank charters, Whereto, when they shall know what men are rich, They shall subscribe them for large sums of gold, And send them after to supply our wants, For we will make for Ireland presently. Old Iohn of Gaunt is grievous sick my Lord, Suddenly taken, and hath sent post haste, To entreat your Majesty to visit him. Where lies he? At Ely house. Now put it (God) in the Physicians mind, To help him to his grave immediately▪ The lining of his coffers shall make coats To deck our soldiers for these Irish wars. Come gentlemen, let's all go visit him, Pray God we may make haste and come too late, Will the King come that I may breath my last? In wholesome counsel to his unstaid youth. Vex not yourself, nor strive not with your breath, For all in vain comes counsel to his ear.
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We did obserue. Coosen Aumarle. How far brought you high Hereford, on his way? I brought high Herford, if you call him so, But to the next high way, and there I left him. And say, what store of parting teares were shed? Faith none for me, except the Northe ast winde, Which then blew bitterly against our face, Awak, the sleeping rhewme, and so by chance Did grace our hollow pating with a teare. What said our cousin when you parted with him? Farewel, & for my hart disdained that my tongue Should so prophane the word that taught me craft, To counterfaite oppression of such griefe, That words seemd buried in my sorrowes graue: Marry would the word Farewel haue g thed howers, And added yeares to his short banishment, He should haue had a volume of farewels: But since it would not, he had none of me. He is our Coosens Coosin, but tis doubt, When time shall call him home from banishment, Whether our kinsman come to see his friends. Our selfe and Bushie, Obserued his courtship to the common people, How he did seeme to diue into their harts, With humble and familiar courtesie, What reuerence he did throw away on slaues, Wooing poore craftsmen with the craft of smiles. And patient vnder-bearing of his fortune, As twere to baish their affects with him, Off goes his bonnet to an oysterwench, A brace of draimen bid, God speed him wel, And had the tribute of his supple knee, With thankes my countreymen my louing friendes▪ As were our England in reuersion his, And he our subiects next degree in hope. Wel, he is gone, and with him go these thoughts, Now for the rebels which stand out in Ireland, Expeden mannage must be made my liege, Ere further leysure yeeld them further meanes. For their aduantage and your highnes losse. VVe will our selfe in person to this warre, And for our coffers with too great a court, And liberall larges are growen somewhat light, VVe are inforst to farm our royall Realme, The reuenew whereof shall furnish vs, For our affaires in hand if that come short, Our substitutes at home shall hae blanke charters, Whereto, when they shal know what men are rich, They shal subscribe them for large summe of gold, And send them after to supply our wants, For we will make for Ireland presently. Olde Iohn of Gaunt is grieuous sicke my Lord, Sodainely taken, and hath sent post haste, To intreate your Maiestie to visite him. Where lies he? At Ely house. Now put it (God) in the Physitions mind, To help him to his graue immedialy▪ The liing of his coffers shall make coates To decke our souldiers for these Irish warres. Come gentlemen, lets all go visite him, Pray God we may make haste and come too late, Wil the King come that I may breathe my last? In holsome counsell to his vnstaied youth. Vex not your selfe, nor striue not with your breath, For all in vaine comes counsell to his are.