Shakespeare, William · published 1598 · first performed or written 1597 [c.1596-1597] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho · 495 words
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The Archdeacon hath divided it Into three limits very equally: England from Trent, and Severne hitherto, By South and East is to my part assigned: All westward, Wales beyond the Severne shore, And all the fertile land within that bound To Owen Glendower: and dear cousin to you The remnant Northward lying off from Trent, And our indentures tripartite are drawn, Which being sealed interchangeably, (A business that this night may execute:) To morrow cousin Percy you and I And my good Lord of Worcester will set forth To meet your father and the Scottish power, As is appointed us at Shrewsbury. My father Glendower is not ready yet, Nor shall we need his help these fourteen days, Within that space you may have drawn together Your tenants, friends, and neighbouring gentlemen. A shorter time shall send me to you Lords, And in my conduct shall your Ladies come, From whom you now must steal and take no leave, For there will be a world of water shed, Upon the parting of your wives and you. Me thinks my moiety North from Burton here, In quantity equal not one of yours, See how this river comes me cranking in, And cuts me from the best of all my land, A huge half moon, a monstrous scantle out, I'll have the currant in this place damned up, And here the smug and silver Trent shall run In a new channel fair and evenly, It shall not wind with such a deep indent, To rob me of so rich a bottom here. Not wind it shall, it must, you see it doth. Yea, but mark how he bears his course, and runs me up with like advantage on the other side, gelding the opposed continent as much as on the other side it takes from you. Yea but a little charge will trench him here, And on this Northside win this cape of land, And then he runs strait and even. I'll have it so a little charge will do it. I'll not have it altered. Will not you? No nor you shall not. Who shall say me nay? Why that will I Let me not understand you then, speak it in Welsh. I can speak English Lord as well as you, For I was trained up in the English court, Where being but young I framed to the harp Many an English ditty lovely well, And gave the tongue a helpful ornament, A virtue that was never seen in you. Marry and I am glad of it with all my heart, I had rather be a kitten and cry mew, Then one of these same mitre ballet mongers, I had rather hear a brazen can stick turned, Or a dry wheel grate on the exle tree, And that would set my teeth nothing an edge. Nothing so much as mincing poetry, 'tis like the forced gate of a shuffling nag. Come, you shall have Trent turned.
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The Archdeacon hath diuided it Into three limits very equally: England from Trent, and Suerne hitherto, By South and East is to my part assignd: Al westward, Wales beyond the Seuerne shore, And al the fertile land within that bound To Owen Glendower: and deare coose to you The remnant Northward lying off from Trent, And our indentures tripartite are drawn, Which being saled enterchangeably, (A businesse that this night may execute:) To morrow coosen Percy you and I And my good Lord of Worcester wil set forth To meet your father and the Scottish power, As is appointed vs at Shrewsbury. My father Glendower is not ready yet, Nor shal we need his helpe these fourteen daies, Within that space you may haue drawne together Your tenants, friends, and neighbouring gentlemen. A shorter time shall send me to you Lords, And in my conduct shall your Ladies come, From whom you now must steale and take no leaue, For there wil be a world of water shed, Vpon the parting of your wiues and you. Me thinks my moity North from Burton here, In quantit equals not one of yours, See how this riuer comes me cranking in, And cuts me from the best of all my land, A huge halfe moone, a monstrous scantle out, Ile hae the currant in this place damnd vp, And here the smug and siluer Trent shall run In a new chnnell faire and euenly, It shall not wind with such a deepe indent, To ob m of so rich a bottome here. Not wind it shal, it must, you see it doth. Yea, but marke bowe he beares his course, and runs mee vp with like aduauntage on the other side, gelding the opposed continent as much as on the other side it takes from you. Yea but a little charge wil trench him here, And on this Northside win this cape of land, And the he rus straight and euen. Ile haue it so a little charge will do it. Ile not haue it altred. Will not you? No nor you shall not. Who shall ay me nay? Why that will I. Let me not vnderstand you then, speake it in Welsh. I can speake English Lord as well as you, For I was traind vp in the English court, Where being but yong I framed to the harpe Many an English ditty louely well, And gaue the tongue a helpeful ornament, A vertue that was neuer seene in you. Marry and I am glad of it with all my hart, I had rather be a kitten and cry mew, Then one of these same miter ballet mongers, I had rather heare a brazen can sticke turnd, Or a drie wheele grate on the exle tree, And that would set my teeth nothing an edge. Nothing so much as mising poetry, Tis like the forc't gate of a shuffling nag. Come, you shal haue Trent turnd.