Shakespeare, William · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho typicality 0.77 · 516 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T18: king, lord, wallace, earl, edward, england, scotland, rebels, bruce, english.
Then Richard Earl of Cambridge there is yours. There is yours my Lord of Masham. And sir Thomas Grace knight of Northumberland, this same is yours: Read them, and know we know your worthiness. Uncle Exeter I will aboard to night. Why how now Gentlemen, why change you colour? What see you in those papers That hath so chased your blood out of appearance? I do confess my fault, and do submit me To your highness mercy. To which we all appeal. The mercy which was quit in us but late, By your own reasons is forestald and done: You must not dare for shame to ask for mercy, For your own conscience turn upon your bosoms, As dogs upon their masters worrying them. See you my Princes, and my noble Peers. These English monsters: My Lord of Cambridge here, You know how apt we were to grace him, In all things belonging to his honour: And this wild man hath for a few light crowns, Lightly conspired and sworn unto the practices of France: To kill us here in Hampton. To the which, This knight no less in bounty bound to us Then Cambridge is, haah likewise sworn. But oh what shall I say to thee false man, Thou cruel ingrateful and inhuman creature, Thou that didst bear the key of all my counsel, That knewst the very secrets of my heart, That almost mightest a coined me into gold, wouldst thou a practised on me for thy use: Can it be possible that out of thee Should proceed one spark that might annoy my finger? 'tis so strange, that though the truth doth show as gross As black from white, mine eye will scarcely see it. Their faults are open, arrest them to the answer of the law, And God acquit them of their practices. I arrest thee of high treason, By the name of Richard, Earl of Camhridge. I arrest thee of high treason, By the name of Henry, Lord of Masham, I arrest thee of high treason, By the name of Thomas Grace, knight of Northumberland. Our purposes God justly hath discovered, And I repent my fault more than my death, Which I beseech your majesty forgive, Although my body pay the price of it. God quit you in his mercy. Hear your sentence. You have conspired against our royal person, joined with an enemy proclaimed and fixed. And from his coffers received the golden earnest of our death Touching our person we seek no redress. But we our kingdoms safety must so tender Whose ruin you have sought, That to our laws we do deliver you. Get ye therefore hence: poor miserable creatures to your death, The taste whereof, God in his mercy give you Patience to endure, and true repentance of all your deeds amiss: Bear them hence. Now Lords to France. The enterprise whereof, Shall be to you as us, successively. Since God cut off this dangerous treason lurking in our way Cheerly to sea, the signs of war advance: No King of England, if not King of France.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Then Richard Earle of Cambridge there is yours. There is yours my Lord of Masham. And sir Thomas Gray knight of Northumberland, this same is yours: Read them, and know we know your worthinesse. Vnckle Exeter I will aboord to night. Why how now Gentlemen, why change you colour? What see you in those papers That hath so chased your blood out of apparance? I do confesse my fault, and do submit me To your highnesse mercie. To which we all appeale. The mercy which was quit in vs but late, By your owne reasons is forestald and done: You must not dare for shame to aske for mercy, For your owne conscience turne vpon your bosomes, As dogs vpon their maisters worrying them. See you my Princes, and my noble Peeres. These English monsters: My Lord of Cambridge here, You know how apt we were to grace him, In all things belonging to his honour: And this vilde man hath for a fewe light crownes, Lightly conspired and sworne vnto the practises of France: To kill vs here in Hampton. To the which, This knight no lesse in bountie bound to vs Then Cambridge is, haah likewise sworne. But oh what shall I say to thee false man, Thou cruell ingratefull and inhumane creature, Thou that didst beare the key of all my counsell, That knewst the very secrets of my heart, That almost mightest a coyned me into gold, Wouldest thou a practisde on me for thy vse: Can it be possible that out of thee Should proceed one sparke that might annoy my finger? Tis so strange, that tho the truth doth showe as grose As black from white, mine eye wil scarcely see it. Their faults are open, arrest them to the answer of the lawe, And God acquit them of their practises. I arrest thee of high treason, By the name of Richard, Earle of Camhridge. I arest thee of high treason, By the name of Henry, Lord of Masham, I arest thee of high treason, By the name of Thomas Gray, knight of Northumberland. Our purposes God iustly hath discouered, And I repent my fault more then my death, Which I beseech your maiestie forgiue, Altho my body pay the price of it. God quit you in his mercy. Heare your sentence. You haue conspired against our royall person, Ioyned with an enemy proclaimed and fixed. And frō his coffers receiued the golden earnest of our death Touching our person we seeke no redresse. But we our kingdomes safetie must so tender Whose ruine you haue sought, That to our lawes we do deliuer you. Get ye therefore hence: poore miserable creatures to your death, The taste whereof, God in his mercy giue you Patience to endure, and true repentance of all your deeds amisse: Beare them hence. Now Lords to France. The enterprise whereof, Shall be to you as vs, successiuely. Since God cut off this dangerous treason lurking in our way Cheerly to sea, the signes of war aduance: No King of England, if not King of France.