Shakespeare, William · published 1600 · first performed or written 1597 [c.1597-1598] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 486 words
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The King my Lord, and Harry prince of Wales, Are near at hand, the rest the paper tells. As I am a gentleman! Faith you said so before. As I am a gentleman, come, no more words of it. By this heaunly ground I tread on, I must be feign to pawn both my plate, & the tapestry of my dining chambers- Glasses glasses is the only drinking, and for thy walls a pretty sleight drollery, or the story of the prodigal, or the jarman hunting in waterworke, is worth a thousand of these bed-hangers, and these fly bitten tapestry, let it be x. ● if thou canst: come, and 'ttwere not for thy humours, there's not a better wench in England, go wash thy face and draw the action, come thou must not be in this humour with me, dost not know me, come, come, I know thou wast set on to this. Pray thee sir Iohn let it be but twenty nobles, i'faith I am loath to pawn my p●●te so God save me law. Let it alone, i'll make other shift, you'll be a fool stil. Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my gown, I hope you'll come to supper, you'll pay me altogether. Will I live? go with her, with her, hook on, hook on. Will you have Doll Tere-sheet meet you at supper. No more words, let's have her. I have heard better news. What's the news my lord? Where lay the King to night? At Billingsgate my Lord. I hope my Lord als well, what is the news my lord? Come all his forces back? No, fifteen hundred foot, five hundred horse Are marched up to my lord of Lancaster, Against Northumberland, and the Archbishop. Comes the King back from Wales, my noble lord? You shall have letters of me presently, Come, go along with me, good master Gower. My lord. What's the matter? Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner? I must wait upon my good lord here, I thank you good sir Iohn. Sir Iohn, you loiter here too long, Being you are to take soldiers up In Counties as you go. Will you sup with me master Gower? What foolish master taught you these manners, sir Iohn? Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool that taught them me: this is the right fencing grace, my Lord, tap for tap, and so part fair. Now the Lord lighten thee, thou art a great fool. Before God, I am exceeding weary. Is't come to that? I had thought weariness durst not have attached one of so high blood. Faith it does me, though it discolors the complexion of my greatness to acknowledge it: doth it not show vildly in me to desire small beer? Why a Prince should not be so loosely studied, as to remember so weak a composition.
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The King my Lord, and Harry prince of Wales, Are neare at hand, the rest the paper tells. As I am a gentleman! Faith you said so before. As I am a gentleman, come, no more words of it. By this heaunly ground I tread on, I must be faine to pawne both my plate, & the tapestry of my dining chambers- Glasses glasses is the onely drinking, and for thy wals a pretty sleight drollery, or the storie of the prodigal, or the Iarman hunting in waterworke, is worth a thousand of these bed-hangers, and these flie bitten tapestrie, let it be x. if thou canst: come, and twere not for thy humors, theres not a better wench in England, goe wash thy face and draw the action, come thou must not be in this humor with me, dost not know me, come, come, I know thou wast set on to this. Pray thee sir Iohn let it be but twentie nobles, ifaith I am loath to pawne my pte so God saue me law. Let it alone, ile make other shift, youle be a foole stil. Well, you shall haue it, though I pawne my gowne, I hope youle come to supper, youle pay me altogether. Wil I liue? goe with her, with her, hooke on, hooke on. Will you haue Doll Tere-sheet meete you at supper. No more words, lets haue her. I haue heard better newes. Whats the newes my lord? Where lay the King to night? At Billingsgate my Lord. I hope my Lord al's wel, what is the newes my lord? Come all his forces backe? No, fifteen hundred foot, fiue hundred horse Are marcht vp to my lord of Lancaster, Against Northumberland, and the Archbishop. Comes the King back from Wales, my noble lord? You shall haue letters of me presently, Come, go along with me, good master Gower. My lord. Whats the matter? Maister Gower, shall I intreate you with mee to dinner? I must waite vpon my good lord here, I thank you good sir Iohn. Sir Iohn, you loyter heere too long, Being you are to take souldiers vp In Counties as you go. Will you suppe with mee maister Gower? What foolish maister taught you these manners, sir Iohn? Maister Gower, if they become me not, hee was a foole that taught them mee: this is the right fencing grace, my Lord, tap for tap, and so part faire. Now the Lord lighten thee, thou art a great foole. Before God, I am exceeding weary. Ist come to that? I had thought wearines durst not haue attacht one of so hie bloud. Faith it does me, though it discolors the complexion of my greatnes to acknowledge it: doth it not shew vildly in me to desire small beere? Why a Prince should not be so loosely studied, as to remember so weake a composition.