Shakespeare, William · published 1600 · first performed or written 1597 [c.1597-1598] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea typicality 0.77 · 515 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
My brother General, the common wealth To brother borne an household cruelty, I make my quarrel in particular. There is no need of any such redress, Or if there were, it not belongs to you. why not to him in part, and to us all That feel the bruises of the days before? And suffer the condition of these times, To lay a heavy and unequal hand Upon our honours. But this is mere digression from my purpose. Here come I from our princely general, To know your griefs, to tell you from his Grace, That he will give you audience, and wherein It shall appear that your demands are just, You shall enjoy them, every thing set off That might so much as think you enemies. But he hath for●de us to compel this offer, And it proceeds from policy, not love. Mowbray, you overween to take it so: This offer comes from mercy, not from fear: For lo, within a ken our army lies: Upon mine honour, all too confident To give admittance to a thought of fear: Our battle is more full of names than yours, Our men more perfect in the use of arms, Our armour all as strong▪ our cause the best: Then Reason will our hearts should be as good: Say you not then, our offer is compelled. Well, by my will, we shall admit no parley. That argues but the shame of your offence, A rotten case abides no handling. Hath the prince Iohn a full commission, In very ample virtue of his father, To hear, and absolutely to determine Of what conditions we shall stand upon? That is intended in the generals name, I muse you make so slight a question. Then take, my lord of Westmoreland, this schedule, For this contains our general grievances, Each several article herein redressed. All members of our cause both here and hence, That are ensinewed to this action, Acquitted by a true substantial form, And present execution of our wills, To us and our purposes confined, We come within our awful banks again, And knit our powers to the arm of peace. This will I show the General, please you Lords, In sight of both our battles we may meet, At either end in peace, which God so frame, Or to the place of difference call the swords, Which must decide it. My lord, we will do so. There is a thing within my bosom tells me That no conditions of our peace can stand. Fear you not, that if we can make our peace, Upon such large terms, and so absolute, As our conditions shall consist upon, Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains. Yea but our valuation shall be such, That every slight, and false derived cause, Yea every idle, nice, and wanton reason, Shall to the King taste of this action, That were our royal faiths martyrs in love, We shall be winnowed with so rough a wind, That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff, And good from bad find no partition.
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My brother Generall, the common wealth To brother borne an houshold cruelty, I make my quarrell in particular. There is no neede of any such redresse, Or if there were, it not belongs to you. why not to him in part, and to vs all That feele the bruises of the daies before? And suffer the condition of these times, To lay a heauy and vnequall hand Vpon our honors. But this is meere digression from my purpose. Here come I from our princely generall, To know your griefes, to tell you from his Grace, That he will giue you audience, and wherein It shall appeere that your demaunds are iust, You shall enioy them, euery thing set off That might so much as thinke you enemies. But he hath forde vs to compel this offer, And it proceedes from policie, not loue. Mowbray, you ouerweene to take it so: This offer comes from mercy, not from feare: For loe, within a ken our army lies: Vpon mine honour, all too confident To giue admittance to a thought of feare: Our battell is more full of names than yours, Our men more perfect in the vse of armes, Our armour all as strong▪ our cause the best: Then Reason will our hearts should be as good: Say you not then, our offer is compelld. Well, by my will, we shall admit no parlee. That argues but the shame of your offence, A rotten case abides no handling. Hath the prince Iohn a full commission, In very ample vertue of his father, To heare, and absolutely to determine Of what conditions we shall stand vpon? That is intended in the Generalles name, I muse you make so slight a question. Then take, my lord of Westmerland, this scedule, For this containes our generall grieuances, Each seuerall article herein redrest. All members of our cause both here and hence, That are ensinewed to this action, Acquitted by a true substantiall forme, And present execution of our willes, To vs and our purposes confinde, We come within our awefull bancks againe, And knit our powers to the arme of peace. This will I shew the Generall, please you Lords, In sight of both our battells we may meete, At either end in peace, which God so frame, Or to the place of diffrence call the swords, Which must decide it. My lord, we will doe so. There is a thing within my bosome tells me That no conditions of our peace can stand. Feare you not, that if we can make our peace, Vpon such large termes, and so absolute, As our conditions shall consist vpon, Our peace shall stand as firme as rockie mountaines. Yea but our valuation shal be such, That euery slight, and false deriued cause, Yea euery idle, nice, and wanton reason, Shall to the King taste of this action, That were our royal faiths martires in loue, We shall be winow'd with so rough a wind, That euen our corne shal seeme as light as chaffe, And good from bad find no partition.