Heywood, Thomas · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [1592-1599] (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T42 English historical figures: a mixed clus · 501 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T42: harry, percy, lord, king, god, falstalffe, frances, mowbray, life, mortimer.
Let that pass, and let us hear your song. Agreed, agreed, come, sol, sol, sol, fa, fa, fa, say Dudgeon. Agincourt, Agincourt, know ye not Agincourt. Where the English slew and hurt, all the French foemen: With our Guns and bills brown, O the French were beaten down, Morris pikes and bowmen, &c. Well sung good fellows, I would the King heard ye. So should i'faith, I should strain a note for him: Come take away, and let's to bed, ye shall have clean sheets Ned, but they be course, good strong hemp, of my daughters own spinning and I tell thee, your Chamber pot, must be a fair horn, a badge of our occupation, for we buy no bending pewter, nor bending earth. No matter Hobs, we will not go to bed. What then? even what thou wilt, for it is near day. Tanner, Gramercies for our hearty cheer, If ere it be thy chance to come to court, inquire for me Ned the king's butler, Or Tom of the king's chamber my companion, And see what welcome we will give thee there. I have heard of courtiers have said as much as you, and when they have been tried, would not bid their friends drink. We are none such, let our horses be brought out, For we must a way, and so with thanks farewell. Farewell to ye both, commend me to the king, & tell him I would have been glad to have seen his worship here. Come Tom for London, horse, and hence away. Thomas Nevil, yet hast thou gracious time Of dear repentance, now discharge thy conscience, Lay open thine offences to the world, That we may witness thou dost die a Christian. Why sir Harry Morton have you arraigned, Condemned, and brought me to this place, Of bloody execution, and now ask, If I be guilty, therein doth appear, What justice you have used, call you this law? Thou dost mistake our meaning Falconbridge, we do not ask as being ignorant, Of thy transgression, but as urging thee, To hearty sorrow for thy vile misdeeds, That heaven may take compassion on thy soul. How charitable you would seem to be't: I fear anon you'll say it is for love, You bind me thus, and bring me to the block, And that of mere affection you are moved To cut my head off, cunning policy: Such butchers as yourselves never want, A colour to excuse your slaughterous minds. We butcher thee? canst thou deny thyself, But thou hast been a pirate on the sea? Canst thou deny but with the commonalty Of Kent and Essex, thou didst rise in arms, And twice assault the City London, where Thou twice didst take repulse, and since that time, Canst thou deny, that being fled from hence, Thou joinedst in conferacy with France, And camest with them to burn Southampton here, Are these no faults, thou shouldst so much presume, To clear thyself, and lay thy blood on us?
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Let that passe, and let vs heare your song. Agréed, agréed, come, sol, sol, sol, fa, fa, fa, say Dudgeon. Agencourt, Agencourt, know ye not Agencourt. Where the English slew and hurt, all the French foemen: With our Gunnes and billes browne, O the French were beaten downe, Morrys pikes and bowmen, &c. Well sung good fellowes, I would the King heard yee. So should I faith, I shoulde straine a noate for him: Come take away, and lets to bed, yee shall haue cleane sheets Ned, but they be course, good strong hempe, of my baughters owne spinning and I tell thee, your Chamber pot, must be a faire horne, a badge of our occupation, for we buy no bending peauter, nor bending earth. No matter Hobs, wee will not go to bed. What then? Euen what thou wilt, for it is neere day. Tanner, Gramercies for our heartie cheere, If ere it be thy chance to come to court, Enquire for mee Ned the Kings butler, Or Tom of the Kings chamber my companion, And see what welcome wee will giue thee there. I haue heard of courtiers haue said as much as you, and when they haue been tride, would not bid their friendes rinke. We are none such, let our horses bee brought out, For we must a way, and so with thanks farewell. Farewel to ye both, commend me to the king, & tel him I would haue been glad to haue seen his worship here. Come Tom for London, horse, and hence away. Thomas Neuil, yet hast thou grarious time Of deer repentance, now discharge thy cōscience, Lay open thine offences to the world, That we may witnesse thou doost die a Christian. Why sir Harry Moorton haue you arraignde, Condcnmde, and brought me to this place, Of bloudie execution, and now aske, If I be guiltie, therein doth appeare, What iustice you haue vsed, call you this law? dost mistake our meaning Falconbridge, Wee do not aske as being ignorant, Of thy transgression, but as vrging thee, To heartie sorrow for thy vile misdéeds, That heauen may take compassion on thy soule. How charitable you would séeme to : I feare anon youle say it is for loue, You bind me thus, and bring me to the blocke, And that of méere affcaion you are moude To cut my head off, cunning pollicie: Such butchers as your selues neuer want, A colour to excuse your slaughterous minds. We butcher thée? canst thou deny thy self, But thou hast béen a pyrate on the sea? Canst thou denie but with the communaltie Of Kent and Essex, thou didst rise in armes, And twise assault the Cittie London, where Thou twise didst take repulse, and since that time, Canst thou denie, that being fled from hence, Thou ioynedst in con federarie with Fraunce, And camest with them to burn Southampton here, Are these no faults, thou shuldst so much presume, To cléere thy selfe, and lay thy bloud on vs?