Shakespeare, William · published 1598 · first performed or written c.1595 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · before the Court T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.72 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
The conqueror is dismayed: proceed good Alexander. When in the world I lived, I was the worlds commander. Most true, 'tis right: you were so Alexander. Pompey the great. Your servant and Costard. Take away the Conqueror, take away Alexander. O sir, you have overthrown Alexander the Conqueror: you will be scraped out of the painted cloth for this. Your Lion that holds his Pole-axe sitting on a close stool, will be given to Ajax. He willbe the ninth Worthy: a Conqueror, and a feared to speak? Run away for shame Alexander. There ant shall please you a foolish mild man, an honest man; look you, and soon dash●. He is marvelous good neighbour faith, and a very good Bowler: but for Alexander, alas you see how 'tis a little oreparted, but there are Worthies a coming will speak their mind in some other sort. Stand aside good Pompey. Great Hercules is presented by this Imp, Whose Club killed Cerberus that three headed Canus, And when he was a babe, a child, a shrimp, Thus did he strangle Serpents in his Manus, Quoniam, he seemeth in minority, Ergo, I come with this apology. Keep some state in thy exit, and vanish. Iudas I am. A Iudas. Not Iscariot sir. Iudas I am, yclept Machabeus. Iudas Machabeus clipped, is plain Iudas. A kissing traitor. How art thou proud Iudas? Iudas I am. The more shame for you Iudas. What mean you sir? To make Iudas hang himself. Begin sir, you are my elder. Well followed, Iudas was hanged on an Flder▪ I will not be put out of countenance. Because thou hast no face. What is this? A Cithern head. The head of a Bodkin. A death's face in a Ring. The face of an old Roman coin, scarce seen. The pummel of Caesar's Falchion. The carud-bone face on a Flask. Saint George's half cheek in a Brooch. I and in a Brooch of Lead. I and worn in the cap of a Tooth-drawer: And now forward, for we have put thee in countenance. You have put me out of countenance. False, we have given thee faces. But you have outfaste them all. And thou wert a Lion, we would do so. Therefore as he is, an Ass, let him go: And so adve sweet jude. Nay, Why dost thou stay? For the latter end of his name. For the Ass to the Jude: give it him. Judas away▪ This is not generous, not gentle, not humble. A light for monsieur Judas, it grows dark, he may stumble. Alas poor Machabeus, how hath he been baited. Hid thy head Achilles, here comes Hector in Arms. Though my mocks come home by me, I will now be merry. Hector was but a Trojan in respect of this. But is this Hector? I think Hector was not so clean timbered. His Leg is too big for Hector's. More Calf certain. No, he is best endued in the small.
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The conqueror is diſmaid: proceed good Alexander. When in the worlde I liued, I was the worldes commander. Moſt true, tis right: you were ſo Aliſander. Pompey the great. Your ſeruant and Coſtard. Take away the Conquerour, take away Aliſander. O ſir, you haue ouerthrowne Aliſander the Conquerour: you will be ſcrapt out of the painted cloth for this. Your Lion that holdes his Polax ſitting on a cloſe ſtoole, will be geuen to Aiax. He wilbe the ninth Worthie: a Conquerour, and a feard to ſpeake? Run away for ſhame Aliſander. There ant ſhall pleaſe you a fooliſh mylde man, an honeſt man; looke you, and ſoone daſh. He is marueylous good neighbour fayth, and a very good Bowler: but for Aliſander, alas you ſee how tis a little oreparted, but there are Worthies a comming will ſpeake their minde in ſome other ſort. Stand aſide good Pompey. Great Hercules is preſented by this Impe, Whoſe Clubb kilde Cerberus that three headed Canus, And when he was a babe, a childe, a ſhrimpe, Thus did he ſtrangle Serpents in his Manus, Quoniam, he ſeemeth in minoritie, Ergo, I come with this Appologie. Keepe ſome ſtate in thy exit, and vaniſh. Iudas I am. A Iudas. Not Iſcariot ſir. Iudas I am, ecliped Machabeus. Iudas Machabeus clipt, is plaine Iudas. A kisſing traytour. How art thou proud Iudas? Iudas I am. The more ſhame for you Iudas. What meane you ſir? To make Iudas hang him ſelfe. Begin ſir, you are my elder. Well folowed, Iudas was hanged on an Flder▪ I will not be put out of countenance. Becauſe thou haſt no face. What is this? A Cytterne head. The head of a Bodkin. A deaths face in a Ring. The face of an olde Roman coyne, ſcarce ſeene. The pummel of Caeſars Fauchion. The carud-bone face on a Flaſke. Saint Georges halfe cheeke in a Brooch. I and in a Brooch of Lead. I and worne in the cappe of a Tooth-drawer: And now forward, for we haue put thee in countenance. You haue put me out of countenance. Falſe, we haue giuen thee faces. But you haue outfaſte them all. And thou weart a Lyon, we would do ſo. Therefore as he is, an Aſſe, let him go: And ſo adue ſweete Iude. Nay, Why doſt thou ſtay? For the latter ende of his name. For the Aſſe to the Iude: giue it him. Judas away▪ This is not generous, not gentle, not humble. A light for Mounſier Judas, it growes darke, he may ſtumble. Alas poore Machabeus, how hath he bin bayted. Hide thy head Achilles, here comes Hector in Armes. Though my mockes come home by me, I will now be merrie. Hector was but a Troyan in reſpect of this. But is this Hector? I thinke Hector was not ſo cleane timberd. His Legge is too bigge for Hectors. More Calfe certaine. No, he is beſt indued in the ſmall.