Shakespeare, William · published 1597 · first performed or written 1592 [1591-1592] (Annals) tragedy; history · Derby's (Strange's) Men (?) unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 471 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Hast thou that holy feeling in thy soul, To counsel me to make my peace with God; And art thou yet to thy own soul so blind, That thou wilt war with God, by murdering me? Ah sirs, consider, he that set you on To do this deed, will hate you for this deed. What shall we do? Relent, and save your souls. Relent, 'tis cowardly and womanish. Not to relent, is beastly, savage, devilish, My friend, I spy some pity in thy looks: Oh if thy eye be not a flatterer, Come thou on my side, and entreat for me, A begging Prince, what beggar pities not? I thus, and thus: if this will not serve, I'll chop thee in the malmsey But, in the next room. A bloody deed and desperately performed, How feign like Pilate would I wash my hand, Of this most grievous guilty murder done. Why dost thou not help me, By heavens the Duke shall know how black thou art. I would he knew that I had saved his brother. Take thou the fee, and tell him what I say, For I repent me that the Duke is slain. So do not I, go coward as thou art: Now must I hide his body in some hole, Until the Duke take order for his burial: And when I have my meed I must away, For this will out▪ and here I must not stay. So, now I have done a good days work, You peers continue this united league, I every day expect an Embassage From my redeemer to redeem me hence: And now in peace my soul shall part from heaven, Since I have set my friends at peace on earth: Rivers and Hastings▪ take each others hand, Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love. By heaven, my heart is purged from grudging hate, And with my hand I seal my true hearts love. So thrive I as I truly swear the like. Take heed you dally not before your King, Lest he that is the supreme King of Kings, Confound your hidden falsehood and award Either of you to be the others end. So prosper I, as I swear perfect love. And I, as I love hasting with my heart. Madame, yourself are not exempt● in this, Nor your son Dorset, Bucking ham nor you, You have been factious one against the other: Wife, love Lo: Hastings, let him kiss your hand. And what you do, do it unfeignedly. Here Hastings I will never more remember Our former hatred so thrive I and mine. This interchange of love, I here protest, Upon my part shallbe unviolable. And so swear I my Lord. Now princely Buckingham seal thou this league With thy embracement▪ to my wives allies, And make me happy in your unity.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Hast thou that holy feeling in thy soule, To counsell me to make my peace with God; And art thou yet to thy owne soule so blinde, That thou wilt war with God, by murdring me? Ah sirs, consider, he that set you on To doe this deede, will hate you for this deede. What shall we doe? Relent, and saue your soules. Relent, tis cowardly and womanish. Not to relent, is beastly, sauage, diuelish, My friend, I spie some pitty in thy lookes: Oh if thy eye be not a flatterer, Come thou on my side, and intreat for me, A begging Prince, what begger pitties not? I thus, and thus: if this wil not serue, Ile chop thee in the malmesey But, in the next roome. A bloudy deede and desperately performd, How faine like Pilate would I wash my hand, Of this most grieuous guilty murder done. Why doest thou not helpe me, By heauens the Duke shall know how lacke thou art. I would he knew that I had saued his brother. Take thou the fee, and tell him what I say, For I repent me that the Duke is slaine. So doe not I, go coward as thou art: Now must I hide his body in some hole, Vntill the Duke take order for his buiall: And when I haue my meede I must away, For this will out▪ and here I must not stay. So, now I haue done a good daies worke, You peeres continue this vnited league, I euery day expect an Embasage From my redeemer to redeeme me hence: And now in peace my soule shall part from heauen, Since I haue set my friends at peace on earth: Riuers and Hastings▪ take each others hand, Dsseble not your hatred, sweare your loue. By heauen, my heart is purgd from grudging hate, And with my hand I seale my true hearts loue. So thriue I as I truely sweare the like. Take heede you dally not before your King, Least he that is the supreme King of Kings, Confound your hidden falshood and award Either of you to be the others end. So prosper I, as I sweare perfect loue. And I, as I loue hastings with my heart. Madame, your selfe are not exempt in this, Nor your son Dorset, Bucking ham nor you, You haue beene factious one against the other: Wife, loue Lo: Hastings, let him kisse your hand. And what you doe, doe it vnfainedly. Here Hastings I will neuer more remember Our former hatred so thriue I and mine. This enterchange of loue, I here protest, Vpon my part shalbe vnuiolable. And so sweare I my Lord. Now princely Buckingham seale thou this league With thy embracement▪ to my wiues allies, And make me happy in your vnity.