Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T13 Knights, squires and ladies · 498 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
Couple a gorge, that is the word. I defy thee again. O hound of Crete, thinkest thou my spouse to get? No, to the spittle go, and from the Powdering tub of infamy, fetch forth the Lazar Kite of Cressida's kind, Doll Teare-sheete, she by name, and her espouse. I have, and I will hold the Quondam Quickly for the only she: and Pauca, there's enough to go to. Mine Host Pistol, you must come to my Master, and your Hostess: He is very sick, & would to bed. Good Bardolfe, put thy face between his sheets, and do the Office of a Warming-pan: Faith, he's very ill. Away you Rogue. By my troth he'll yield the Crow a pudding one of these days: the King has killed his heart. Good Husband come home presently. Come, shall I make you two friends. We must to France together: why the devil should we keep knives to cut one another's throats? Let stoods o'erswell, and fiends for food howl on. You'll pay me the eight shillings I won of you at Betting? Base is the Slave that pays. That now I will have: that's the humour of it. As manhood shall compound: push home. By this sword, he that makes the first thrust, I'll kill him: By this sword, I wil. Sword is an Oath, & Oaths must have their course Coporall Nym, & thou wilt be friends be friends, and thou wilt not, why then be enemies with me to: prithee put up. A Noble shalt thou have, and present pay, and Liquor likewise will I give to thee, and friendship shall combyne, and brotherhood. I'll live by Nymme, & Nymme shall live by me, is not this just? For I shall Surler be unto the Camp, and profits will accrue. Give me thy hand. I shall have my Noble? In cash, most justly paid. Well, then that the humour of't. As ever you come of women, come in quickly to sir Iohn: A poor heart, he is so shaked of a burning quotidian Tertian, that it is most lamentable to behold. Sweet men, come to him. The King hath run bad humours on the Knight, that's the even of it. Nym, thou hast spoke the right, his heart is fracted and corroborate. The King is a good King, but it must be as it may: he passes some humours, and carreeres. Let us condole the Knight, for (Lambekins) we will live. Fore God his Grace is bold to trust these traitors They shall be apprehended by and by. How smooth and even they do bear themselves, As if allegiance in their bosoms sat Crowned with faith, and constant loyalty. The King hath note of all that they intent, By interception, which they dream not of. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow, Whom he hath dulled and cloyed with gracious favours; That he should for a foreign purse, so sell His Sovereign's life to death and treachery.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Couple a gorge, that is the word. I defie thee againe. O hound of Creet, think'ſt thou my ſpouſe to get? No, to the ſpittle goe, and from the Poudring tub of infamy, fetch forth the Lazar Kite of Creſſids kinde, Doll Teare-ſheete, ſhe by name, and her eſpouſe. I haue, and I will hold the Quondam Quickely for the onely ſhee: and Pauca, there's enough to go to. Mine Hoaſt Piſtoll, you muſt come to my Mayſter, and your Hoſteſſe: He is very ſicke, & would to bed. Good Bardolfe, put thy face betweene his ſheets, and do the Office of a Warming-pan: Faith, he's very ill. Away you Rogue. By my troth he'l yeeld the Crow a pudding one of theſe dayes: the King has kild his heart. Good Huſband come home preſently. Come, ſhall I make you two friends. Wee muſt to France together: why the diuel ſhould we keep kniues to cut one anothers throats? Let ſtoods ore-ſwell, and fiends for food howle on. You'l pay me the eight ſhillings I won of you at Betting? Baſe is the Slaue that payes. That now I wil haue: that's the humor of it. As manhood ſhal compound: puſh home. By this ſword, hee that makes the firſt thruſt, Ile kill him: By this ſword, I wil. Sword is an Oath, & Oaths muſt haue their courſe Coporall Nym, & thou wilt be friends be frends, and thou wilt not, why then be enemies with me to: prethee put vp. A Noble ſhalt thou haue, and preſent pay, and Liquor likewiſe will I giue to thee, and friendſhippe ſhall combyne, and brotherhood. Ile liue by Nymme, & Nymme ſhall liue by me, is not this iuſt? For I ſhal Surler be vnto the Campe, and profits will accrue. Giue mee thy hand. I ſhall haue my Noble? In caſh, moſt iuſtly payd. Well, then that the humor of't. As euer you come of women, come in quickly to ſir Iohn: A poore heart, hee is ſo ſhak'd of a burning quotidian Tertian, that it is moſt lamentable to behold. Sweet men, come to him. The King hath run bad humors on the Knight, that's the euen of it. Nym, thou haſt ſpoke the right, his heart is fracted and corroborate. The King is a good King, but it muſt bee as it may: he paſſes ſome humors, and carreeres. Let vs condole the Knight, for (Lambekins) we will liue. Fore God his Grace is bold to truſt theſe traitors They ſhall be apprehended by and by. How ſmooth and euen they do bear themſelues, As if allegeance in their boſomes ſate Crowned with faith, and conſtant loyalty. The King hath note of all that they intend, By interception, which they dreame not of. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow, Whom he hath dull'd and cloy'd with gracious fauours; That he ſhould for a forraigne purſe, ſo ſell His Soueraignes life to death and treachery.