Heywood, Thomas · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [1592-1599] (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea typicality 0.84 · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
If it please your highness but to say the word, we'll pluck him out of Quintin's by the ears. No cousin Howard, we'll reserve our valour, For better purpose, since they both refuse us, ourselves will be unrivaled in our honour. Now our first cast my Lord is at main France, Whilst yet our Army is in health and strong, And have we once but broke unto that war, I will not leave S. Paul, nor Burgundie, Not a bare pigscoat to shroud them in. Herald. My Sovereign. Go Derauld, I to Lewes the French King, Denounce stern war, and tell him I am come, To take possession of my Realm of France. Defy him boldly from us, be thy voice As fierce as thunder, to affright his soul: Derauld be gone I say, and be thy breath, Piercing as lightning, and thy words as death I go my Liege resolved to your high will. Sound Drum I say, set forward with our power, And France ere long expect a dreadful hour, I will not take the English standard down, Till thou impale my temples with thy Crown. Herald of England, we are pleased to hear, What message thou hast brought us from thy King, Prepare thyself, and be advised in speech. English Herald, Right gracious and most Christian king of France, I come not to thy presence unprepared To do the message of my Royal Liege. Edward the Fourth, of England and of France, The lawful King, and Lord of Ireland, Whose puissant magnanimous breast incensed, Through manifest notorious injuries, Offered by thee King Lewes and thy French, Against his title to the crown of France, And right in all these Dukedoms following, Aquitaine, Anjou, Guyen, A guilesme, Breathes forth by me the Organ of his speech, Hostile defiance to thy realm and thee: And trampling now upon the face of France, With barbed horse, and valiant armed foot: Himself the leader of those martial troops, Bids thee to battle, where and when thou darest, Except thou make such restitution And yearly tribute on good hostages, As may content his just conceived wrath, And to this message answer I expect. Right peremptory is this embassage, And were my royal Brother of England pleased, To entertain those kind affections, Where with we do embrace his amity: Needless were all these thunder-threatening words, Let heaven (where all our thoughts are registered) Bear record, with what deep desire of peace, We shall subscribe to such conditions, As equity for England shall propound, If Edward have sustained wrong in France, Lewes was never author of that wrong, Yet faultless we will make due recompense, We are assured that his majestic thoughts In his mild spirit did never mean these wars, Till Charles Burgundie once our fawning friend, But now our open foe, and Count S. Paul, Our subject once and Constable of France, But now a traitor to our Realm and us, Were motives to incite him unto Arms, Which having done will leave him on my life.
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If it please your highnes but to say the word, Wéele plucke him out of Quintins by the cares. No cosin Howard, wéele reserue our valour, For better purpose, since they both refuse vs, Our selues will be vnriualde in our honour. Now our first cast my Lord is at maine France, Whilst yet our Armie is in health and strong, And haue we once but broke vnto that warre, I will not leaue S. Paul, nor Burgundie, Not a bare Pigscoate to shroud them in. Heraulde. My Soueraigne. Go Derauld, to Lewes the French King, Denounce sterne warre, and tell him I am cme, To take possession of my Realme of France. Defie him boldly from vs, be thy voice As fierce as thunder, to affright his soule: Derauld be gone I say, and be thy breath, Percing as lightning, and thy words as death I goe my Liedge resolude to your hie will. Sound Drum I say, set forward with our power, And France ere long expect a dreadfull hower, I will not take the English standard downe, Till thou empale my temples with thy Crowne. Heraulde of England, we are pleased to heare, What message thou hast brought vs from thy King, Prepare thy selfe, and be aduisde in speech. English Heraulde, Right gratious and most Christian king of France, I come not to thy presence vnpreparde To doe the message of my Royall Liedge. Edward the Fourth, of England and of France, The lawfull King, and Lord of Ireland, Whose puissant magnanimious breast incensde, Through manifest notorious iniuries, Offred by thee King Lewes and thy French, Against his title to the crowne of France, And right in all these Dukedomes following, Aquitaine, Aniow, Guyen, A guilesme, Breathes forth by me the Organe of his spéech, Hostile defiance to thy realme and thee: And trampling now vpon the face of France, With barbed horse, and valiant armed foote: Himselfe the leader of those martiall troupes, Bids thée to battell, where and when thou darst, Except thou make such restitution And yearely tribute on good hostages, As may content his iust conceiued wrath, And to this message answere I expect. Right peremptorie is this embassage, And were my royal Brother of England pleasde, To entertaine those kind affections, Where with we de brace his amitie: Nolesse were all these thunder-threatning words, Let heauen (where all our thoughts are registred) Beare record, with what déepe desire of peace, We shall subscribe to such conditions, As equitie for England shall propound, If Edward haue sustained wrong in France, Lewes was neuer author of that wrong, Yet faultles we will make due recompence, We are assurde that his thoughts In his milde spirit o neuer meane these warres, Till Charles Burgundie once our fawning friend, But now our open foe, and Count S. Paul, Our subiect once and Constable of France, But now a traytor to our Realme and vs, Were motiues to incite him vnto Armes, Which hauing done will leaue him on my life.