Shakespeare, William · published 1597 · first performed or written 1592 [1591-1592] (Annals) tragedy; history · Derby's (Strange's) Men (?) unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 515 words · other edition — not in the analysis
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Why this it is when men are ruled by women, 'tis not the King that sends you to the tower, My Lady Grace his wife, Clarence 'tis she, That tempe's him to this extremity, Was it not she and that good man of worship Anthony Wooduile her brother there, That made him send Lord Hastings to the tower▪ From whence this present day he is delivered? We are not safe Clarence, we are not safe. By heaven I think there is no man is securde, But the Queen's kindred▪ land nightwalking Heralds, That trudge betwixt the King and Mistress Shore, Herd ye not what an humble suppliant Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery. Humbly complaining to her deity, Got my Lord Chamberlain his liberty. I'll tell you what▪ I think it is our way, If we will keep in favour with the King, To be her men and wear her livery. The jealous over worn widow and herself, Since that our brother dubbed them gentle women, Are mighty gossips in this monarchy. I beseech your Graces both to pardon me: His majesty hath straightly given in charge, That no man shall have private conference, Of what degree soever with his brother. Even so and please your worship Brokenbury, You may partake of any thing we say: We speak no treason man, we say the King Is wise and virtuous, and his noble Queen Well struck in years, fair and not jealous▪ We say that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot, A cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue: And that the Queen's kindred are made gentlefolks. How say you sir▪ can you deny all this? With this (my Lord) myself have nought to do. nought to do with Mistress Shore, I tell thee fellow▪ He that doth nought with her, excepting one Were best he do it secretly alone. I beseech your Grace to pardon n●e, and withal forbear Your conference with the noble Duke. We know thy charge Brokenbury and will obey, We are the Queen's abjects and must obey. Brother farewell, I will unto the King, And whatsoever you will employ me in, Were it to call King Edward's widow sister, I will perform it to enfranchise you, Mean time this deep disgrace in brotherhood, Touches me deeper than you can imagine. I know it pleaseth neither of us well: Well, your imprisonment shall not be long, I will deliver you or lie for you, Mean time have patience. I must perforce; farewell. Go tread the path that thou shalt near return, Simple plain Clarence I do love thee so, That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven, If heaven will take the present at our hands: But who comes here the new delivered hasting? Good time of day unto my gracious Lord: As much unto my good Lord Chamberlain: Well are you welcome to the open air, How hath your Lordship brooked imprisonment? With patience (noble Lord) as prisoners must: But I shall live my Lord to give them thanks That were the cause of my imprisonment.
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Why this it is when men are rulde by women, Tis not the King that sends you to the tower, My Lady Gray his wife, Clarence tis she, That tempes him to this extremity, Was it not she and that good man of worshippe Anthony Wooduile her brother there, That made him send Lord Hastings to the tower▪ From whence this present day he is deliuered? We are not safe Clarence, we are not safe. By heauen I thinke there is no man is securde, But the Queenes kindred▪ land night-walking Heralds, That trudge betwixt the King and Mistresse Shore, Heard ye not what an humble suppliant Lord Hastings was to her for his deliuery. Humbly complaining to her deity, Got my Lord Chamberlaine his liberty. Ile tell you what▪ I thinke it is our way, If we will keepe in fauour with the King, To be her men and weare her liuery. The iealus ore wone widdow and her selfe, Since that our brother dubd them gentle women, Are mighty gossips in this monarchy. I beseech your Graces both to pardon me: His maiesty hath streightly giuen in charge, That no man shall haue priuate conference, Of what degree soeuer with his brother. Euen so and please your worship Brokenbury, Yo may pertake of any thing we say: We speake no treason man, we say the King Is wise and vertuous, and his noble Queene Well stroke in yeres, faire and not iealou ▪ We say that Shores wife hath a prety foote, A cherry lippe, a bonny ee, a passing pleasing tongue: And that the Queenes kindred are made gentlefolks. How say you sir▪ can you deny all this? With this (my Lord) my selfe haue ought to do. Naught to do with Mistris Shore, I tell thee fellow▪ He that doth naught with her, excepting one Were best he doe it secretly alone. I beseech your Grace to pardon ne, and withal forbeare Your conference with the noble Duke. We know thy charge Brokenbury and will obey, We are the Queens abiects and must obey. Brother farewell, I wil vnto the King, And whatsouer you will imploy me in, Were it to call King Edwards widdow sister, I will performe it to enfranchise you, Meane time this deepe disgrace in brotherhood, Touches me deeper then you can imagie. I know it pleaseth neither of vs well: Well, your imprisonment shall not be long, I will deliuer you or lie for you, Meae time haue patience. I must perforce; farewell. Go treade the path that thou shalt nere returne, Simple plaine Clarence I doe loue thee so, That I will shortly send thy soule to heauen, If heauen will take the present at our hands: But who comes here the new deliuered hastings? Good time of day vnto my gratious Lord: As much vnto my good Lord Chamberlaine: Well are you welcome to the open aire, How hath your Lordship brookt imprisonment? With patience (noble Lord) as prisoners must: But I shall liue my Lord to giue them thankes That were the cause of my imprisonment.