Shakespeare, William · published 1597 · first performed or written 1592 [1591-1592] (Annals) tragedy; history · Derby's (Strange's) Men (?) unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 491 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.
Why, what should you fear? Marry my Uncle Clarence angry ghost: My Granam told me he was murdered there. I fear no Uncles dead. Nor none that hue, I hope. And if they live, I hope I need not fear: But come my Lo: with a heavy heart Thinking on them, go I unto the tower. Think you my Lo: this little prating York, Was not incensed by his subtile mother, To taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously? No doubt, no doubt, Oh 'tis a perilous boy, Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable, He is all the mothers, from the top to toe. Well, let them rest: Come hither Catesby, Thou art sworn as deeply to effect what we intend, As closely to conceal what we impart, Thou knowest our reasons urged upon the way: What thinkest thou? is it not an easy matter To make William Lo: Hastings of our mind, For the instalement of this noble Duke, In the seat royal of this famous Isle? He for his father's sake so loves the Prince, That he will not be won to aught against him. What thinkest thou then of Stanley what will he? He will do all in all as Hastings doth. Well then no more but this: Go gentle Catesby, and as it were a far off▪ Sound thou Lo: Hastings, how he stands affected Unto our purpose, if he be willing, Encourage him, and show him all our reasons: If he be leaden, ●c●e, cold, Unwilling, Be thou so too: and so break off your talk, And give us notice of his inclination: For we to morrow hold divided counsels, Wherein thyself shalt highly be employed. Commend me to Lo: William, tell him Catesby, His ancient knot of dangerous adversaries To morrow are let blood at Pomfret Castle, And bid my friend for joy of this good news, Give Mistress Shore, one gentle kiss the more. Good Catesby effect this business sound. My good Lo: both, with all the heed I may. Shall we hear from you Catesby ere we sleep? You shall my Lord. At Crosby place there shall you find us both. Now my Lo: what shall we do, if we perceive William Lo: Hastings will not yield to our complots? Chop of his head man, somewhat we will do, And look when I am King, claim thou of me The Earldom of Hereford and the movables, Whereof the King my brother stood possessed. I'll claim that promise at your Grace's hands. And look to have it yielded with all willingness: Come let us sup betimes, that afterwards We may digest our complots in some form. What 〈◊〉 my Lord. Who knocks at the door. A messenger from the Lo: Stanley. What's a clock? Upon the stroke of four. Cannot thy Master sleep these tedious 〈◊〉? So it should seem by that I ha●e to say: First he commends him to your noble Lordship. And then.
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Why, what should you feare? Mary my Vnckle Clarence angry ghost: My Granam tolde me he was murdred there. I feare no Vnckles dead. Nor none that hue, I hope. And if they liue, I hope I neede not feare: But come my Lo: with a heauy heart Thinking on them, go I vnto the tower. Thinke you my Lo: this little prating Yorke, Was not incensed by his suble mother, To taunt and scorne you thus opprobriously? No doubt, no doubt, Oh tis a perillous boy, Bold, quicke, ingeni ous, forward, capable, He is all the mothers, from the top to toe. Well, let them rest: Come hither Catesby, Thou art sworne as deepely to effect what we tend, As closely to conceale what we impat, Thou knowest our reasons vrgde vpon the way: What thinkest thou? is it not an easie matter To make William Lo: Hastings of our minde, For the instalement of this noble Duke, In the seate royall of this famous Ile? He for his fathers sake so lues the Prince, That he will not be wonne to ought against him. What thinkest thou then of Stanley what will he? He will doe all in all as Hastings doth. Well then no more but this: Go gentle Catesby, and as it were a farre off▪ Sound thou Lo: Hastings, how he stands affected Vnto our purpose, if he be willing, Encourage him, and shew him all our reasons: If he be leaden, ce, cold, Vnwilling, Be thou so too: and so breake off your talke, And giue vs notice of his inclination: For we to morrow hold deuided counsels, Wherein thy selfe shalt highly be emploied. Commend me to Lo: William, tell him Catesby, His auncient knot of dangerous aduersaries To morrow are let bloud at Pomfret Castle, And bid my friend for ioy of this good newes, Giue Mistresse Shore, one gentle kisse the more. Good Caesby effect this busines soundly. My good Lo: both, with all the heede I may. Shall we heare from you Catesby ere we sleepe? You shall my Lord. At Crosby place there shall you finde vs both. Now my Lo: what shall we doe, if we perceiue William Lo: Hastings will not yeeld to our complots? Chop of his head man, somewhat we will doe, And looke when I am King, claime tho of me The Earledome of Hereford and the moueables, Whereof the King my brother stood possest. Ile claime that promise at your Graces hands. And looke to haue it yeelded with all willingnes: Come let vs suppe betimes, that afterwards We may digest our complots in some forme. What my Lord. Who knockes at the dore. A messenger from the Lo: Stanley. Whats a clocke? Vpon the stroke of foure. Cannot thy Master sleepe these tedious ? So it should seeme by that I hae to say: First he commends him to your noble Lordship. And then.