Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea · 535 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
Sauf vostre honeur, le Francois ques vous parleys, i'll & melieus que l' Anglois le quel je parle. No faith is't not, Kate: but thy speaking of my Tongue, and I thine, most truly falsely, must needs be granted to be much at one. But Kate, dost thou understand thus much English? Canst thou love me? I cannot tell. Can any of your Neighbours tell, Kate? I'll ask them. Come, I know thou lovest me: and at night, when you come into your Closet, you'll question this Gentlewoman about me; and I know, Kate, you will to her dispraise those parts in me, that you love with your heart: but good Kate, mock me mercifully, the rather gentle Princess, because I love thee cruelly. If ever thou be'st mine, Kate, as I have a saving Faith within me tells me thou shalt; I get thee with skambling, and thou must therefore needs prove a good Souldier-breeder: Shall not thou and I, between Saint Dennis and Saint George, compound a Boy, half French half English, that shall go to Constantinople, and take the Turk by the Beard. Shall we not? what sayst thou, my fair Flower-de-Luce. I do not know dat. No: 'tis hereafter to know, but now to promise: do but now promise Kate, you will endeavour for your French part of such a Boy; and for my English moiety, take the Word of a King, and a Bachelor. How answer you. La plus belle Katherine du monde mon trescher & devin deesse. Your majesty have fause French enough to deceive de most sage Damoiscil dat is en France. Now fie upon my false French: by mine Honour in true English, I love thee Kate; by which Honour, I dare not swear thou lovest me, yet my blood begins to flatter me, that thou dost; notwithstanding the poor and untempered effect of my Visage. Now beshrew my Father's Ambition, he was thinking of Civil Wars when he got me, therefore was I created with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of Iron, that when I come to woo Ladies, I fright them: but in faith Kate, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear. My comfort is, that Old Age, that ill layer up of Beauty, can do no more spoil upon my Face. Thou hast me, if thou hast me, at the worst; and thou shalt wear me, if thou wear me, better and better: and therefore tell me, most fair Katherine, will you have me? Put off your Maiden Blushes, avouch the Thoughts of your Heart with the Looks of an Empress, take me by the Hand, and say, Harry of England, I am thine: which Word thou shalt no sooner bless mine Ear withal, but I will tell thee aloud, England is thine, Ireland is thine, France is thine, and Henry Plantagenet is thine; who, though I speak it before his Face, if he be not Fellow with the best King, thou shalt find the best King of Good-fellows. Come your Answer in broken Music; for thy Voice is Music, and thy English broken: Therefore Queen of all, Katherine, break thy mind to me in broken English; wilt thou have me?
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Sauf voſtre honeur, le Francois ques vous parleis, il & melieus que l' Anglois le quel Ie parle. No faith is't not, Kate: but thy ſpeaking of my Tongue, and I thine, moſt truely falſely, muſt needes be graunted to be much at one. But Kate, doo'ſt thou vnderſtand thus much Engliſh? Canſt thou loue mee? I cannot tell. Can any of your Neighbours tell, Kate? Ile aske them. Come, I know thou loueſt me: and at night, when you come into your Cloſet, you'le queſtion this Gentlewoman about me; and I know, Kate, you will to her diſprayſe thoſe parts in me, that you loue with your heart: but good Kate, mocke me mercifully, the rather gentle Princeſſe, becauſe I loue thee cruelly. If euer thou beeſt mine, Kate, as I haue a ſauing Faith within me tells me thou ſhalt; I get thee with skambling, and thou muſt therefore needes proue a good Souldier-breeder: Shall not thou and I, betweene Saint Dennis and Saint George, compound a Boy, halfe French halfe Engliſh, that ſhall goe to Conſtantinople, and take the Turke by the Beard. Shall wee not? what ſay'ſt thou, my faire Flower-de-Luce. I doe not know dat. No: 'tis hereafter to know, but now to promiſe: doe but now promiſe Kate, you will endeauour for your French part of ſuch a Boy; and for my Engliſh moytie, take the Word of a King, and a Batcheler. How anſwer you. La plus belle Katherine du monde mon treſcher & deuin deeſſe. Your Maieſtee aue fauſe Frenche enough to deceiue de moſt ſage Damoiſcil dat is en Fraunce. Now fye vpon my falſe French: by mine Honor in true Engliſh, I loue thee Kate; by which Honor, I dare not ſweare thou loueſt me, yet my blood begins to flatter me, that thou doo'ſt; notwithſtanding the poore and vntempering effect of my Viſage. Now beſhrew my Fathers Ambition, hee was thinking of Ciuill Warres when hee got me, therefore was I created with a ſtubborne out-ſide, with an aſpect of Iron, that when I come to wooe Ladyes, I fright them: but in faith Kate, the elder I wax, the better I ſhall appeare. My comfort is, that Old Age, that ill layer vp of Beautie, can doe no more ſpoyle vpon my Face. Thou haſt me, if thou haſt me, at the worſt; and thou ſhalt weare me, if thou weare me, better and better: and therefore tell me, moſt faire Katherine, will you haue me? Put off your Maiden Bluſhes, auouch the Thoughts of your Heart with the Lookes of an Empreſſe, take me by the Hand, and ſay, Harry of England, I am thine: which Word thou ſhalt no ſooner bleſſe mine Eare withall, but I will tell thee alowd, England is thine, Ireland is thine, France is thine, and Henry Plantaginet is thine; who, though I ſpeake it before his Face, if he be not Fellow with the beſt King, thou ſhalt finde the beſt King of Good-fellowes. Come your Anſwer in broken Muſick; for thy Voyce is Muſick, and thy Engliſh broken: Therefore Queene of all, Katherine, breake thy minde to me in broken Engliſh; wilt thou haue me?