Heywood, Thomas · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [1592-1599] (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T43 York and Lancaster: dynastic claims and · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T43: henry, king, richard, warwick, york, edward, father, duke, crown, son.
son, I tell ye you have done you know not what: I have married a woman, else I am deceived mother. Married a woman? married indeed, Here is a marriage that befits a King: It is no matudile it was done in haste, Here is a Bridal and with hell to boot, You have made work? Faith mother some we have indeed, but ere long you shall see us make work for an heir apparent I doubt not, nay, nay, come-come, Gods will what chiding still O God that e'er I lived to see this day. B my faith mother, I hope you al see the night too, and in the morning I wil be bold to ld you to the Christing Grndmother, and Godmother to a Prince of Wales, tut mother, tis a sting world. Have you sent Warwick into France for this? No by my faith mother I sent Warwick into France for another, but this by chance being nearer hand, and coming in the way I cannot tell how, we concluded, and now (as you see) are going about to get a young King. But tell me son how will you answer this? Is't possible your rash unlawful act, Should not breed mortal hate betwixt the Realms What may the French King think when he shall hear That whilst you send to entreat about his daughter, Basely to take a subject of your own? What may the Princess Bona think of this? Our noble cousin Warwick that great Lord, That Center-shaking thunderclap of war, That like a Colum propped the house of York: And boar our white Rose bravely in his top, When he shall hear his embassage abuser, In this but made an instrument by you, I know his soul will blush within his bosom, And shame will sit in Scarlet on his Brew, To have his honor touched with this foul blemish Son, son I tell you that is done by you, Which yet the child that is unborn shall rue. sh mother you are deceude, all true subiectes shall haue use to thanke God, to haue their King borne of a true Engl woman, I tell you it was neuer ull since wee imatched wih strangers, so our children haue béene still lke Chickens of the halfe kind but where the rocke and the hen be both of one reede, there is like to be birdes of the game: hre you mother, heare you, had I gone to it by fortune, I d made your sonnes George and Dicke to haue stoode gaping after the crowne: this wench mother is a widow, and hath made proofe of her valour, and for any thing I know, I am as like to do the deed as John Gray her husband was, I had rather the people praied to blesse mine heire, then selide me an heire: hold your peace, if you can see, there was neuer mother had a to warder sonne, why Cosin Howard and Tom Sellinger heard you euer such a coyle about a wife?
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SOnne, I tell ye you haue done you know not what: I haue married a woman, else I am decesue moter. Married a woman? married indéed, Here is a marriage that befits a King: It is no matudile it was done in haste, Here is a Bdall and with hell to boote, You haue mad worke? Faith mother some we haue indéed, but ere long you shall see vs make worke for an heire apparant I doubt not, nay, nay, come-come, Gods will what chidg stille O God that re I de to see this day. B my faith mother, I hope you al see the night too, and in the morning I wil be bold to ld you to the Christing Grndmother, and Godmother to a Prince of Wales, tut mother, tis a sting world. Haue you sent Warwicke into France for this? No by my faith mother I sent Warwicke into France for n other, but this by chance being néerer hand, and comming in the way I cannot tell how, we concluded, and now (as you see) are going about to get a young King. But tell me sonne how will you answere this? Ist possible our rash vnlawfull act, Should not bréed mortail hate betwixt the Kealme What may the French King thinke when he shall heare That whilst you send to entreat about his daughter, Basely to take a subiect of your owne? What may the Princesse Bona think of this? Our noble Cosin Warwicke that great Lord, That Center-shaking of warre, That like a Colum propt the house of Yorke: And boare our white Rose brauly in his top, When he shall heare his embassage abusor, In this but made an instrument by you, I know his soule will blush within his bosome, And shame will sit i Scarlt on his Brew, To haue his honr toucht with this foule bleh Sonne, sonne I tell ou that is done by you, Which yet the child that is vnborne shall rue. sh mother you are deceude, all true subiectes shall haue use to thanke God, to haue their King borne of a true Engl woman, I tell you it was neuer ull since wee imatched wih strangers, so our children haue béene still lke Chickens of the halfe kind but where the rocke and the hen be both of one reede, there is like to be birdes of the game: hre you mother, heare you, had I gone to it by fortune, I d made your sonnes George and Dicke to haue stoode gaping after the crowne: this wench mother is a widow, and hath made proofe of her valour, and for any thing I know, I am as like to do the deed as John Gray her husband was, I had rather the people praied to blesse mine heire, then selide me an heire: hold your peace, if you can see, there was neuer mother had a to warder sonne, why Cosin Howard and Tom Sellinger heard you euer such a coyle about a wife?