Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1597 [c.1597-1598] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 495 words · other edition — not in the analysis
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And with his Spirits, sadly I survive, To mock the expectation of the World; To frustrate Prophecies, and to race out Rotten Opinion, who hath writ me down After my seeming. The Tide of Blood in me, Hath proudly flowed in Vanity, till now. Now doth it turn, and ebb back to the Sea, Where it shall mingle with the state of Floods, And flow henceforth in formal Majesty. Now call we our High Court of Parliament, And let us choose such Limbs of Noble Counsel, That the great Body of our State may go In equal rank, with the best governed Nation, That War, or Peace, or both at once may be As things acquainted and familiar to us, In which you (Father) shall have foremost hand. Our Coronation done, we will accite (As I before remembered) all our State, And heaven (consigning to my good intents) No Prince, nor Peer, shall have just cause to say, Heaven shorten Harry's happy life, one day. Nay, you shall see mine Orchard: where, in an Arbour we will eat a last year's Pippin of my own graffing, with a dish of caraways, and so forth (Come Cousin Silence, and then to bed. You have here a goodly dwelling, and a rich. Barren, barren, barren: Beggars all, beggars all Sir Iohn: Marry, good air. Spread Davy, spread Davie: Well said Davie. This Davie serves you for good uses: he is your Servingman, and your Husband. A good Varlet, a good Varlet, a very good Varlet, Sir Iohn: I have drunk too much Sack at Supper. A good Varlet. Now sit down, now sit down: Come Cousin. Ah sirrah (quotha) we shall do nothing but eat, and make good cheer, and praise heaven for the merry year: when flesh is cheap, and Females dear, and lusty Lads room here, and there: so merrily, and ever among so merrily. There's a merry heart, good M. Silence, I'll give you a health for that anon. Good M. Bardolfe: some wine, Davie. Sweet sir, sit: I'll be with you anon: most sweet sir, sit. Master Page, good M. Page, sit: Proface. What you want in meat, we'll have in drink: but you bear, the heart's all. Be merry M. Bardolfe, and my little Soldier there, be merry. Be merry, be merry, my wife has all. For women are Shrews, both short, and tall: 'Tis merry in Hall, when Beards wag all; And welcome merry Shrovetide. Be merry, be merry. I did not think M. Silence had been a man of this Mettle. Who I? I have been merry twice and once, ere now. There is a dish of Lether-coats for you. Davie. Your Worship: I'll be with you strait. A cup of Wine, sir? A Cup of Wine, that's brisk and fine, & drink unto the Leman mine: and a merry heart lives long. Well said, M. Silence. If we shall be merry, now comes in the sweet of the night.
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And with his Spirits, ſadly I ſuruiue, To mocke the expectation of the World; To fruſtrate Propheſies, and to race out Rotten Opinion, who hath writ me downe After my ſeeming. The Tide of Blood in me, Hath prowdly flow'd in Vanity, till now. Now doth it turne, and ebbe backe to the Sea, Where it ſhall mingle with the ſtate of Floods, And flow henceforth in formall Maieſty. Now call we our High Court of Parliament, And let vs chooſe ſuch Limbes of Noble Counſaile, That the great Body of our State may go In equall ranke, with the beſt gouern'd Nation, That Warre, or Peace, or both at once may be As things acquainted and familiar to vs, In which you (Father) ſhall haue formoſt hand. Our Coronation done, we will accite (As I before remembred) all our State, And heauen (conſigning to my good intents) No Prince, nor Peere, ſhall haue iuſt cauſe to ſay, Heauen ſhorten Harries happy life, one day. Nay, you ſhall ſee mine Orchard: where, in an Arbor we will eate a laſt yeares Pippin of my owne graffing, with a diſh of Carrawayes, and ſo forth (Come Coſin Silence, and then to bed. You haue heere a goodly dwelling, and a rich. Barren, barren, barren: Beggers all, beggers all Sir Iohn: Marry, good ayre. Spread Dauy, ſpread Dauie: Well ſaid Dauie. This Dauie ſerues you for good vſes: he is your Seruingman, and your Husband. A good Varlet, a good Varlet, a very good Varlet, Sir Iohn: I haue drunke too much Sacke at Supper. A good Varlet. Now ſit downe, now ſit downe: Come Coſin. Ah ſirra (quoth-a) we ſhall doe nothing but eate, and make good cheere, and praiſe heauen for the merrie yeere: when fleſh is cheape, and Females deere, and luſtie Lads rome heere, and there: ſo merrily, and euer among ſo merrily. There's a merry heart, good M. Silence, Ile giue you a health for that anon. Good M. Bardolfe: ſome wine, Dauie. Sweet ſir, ſit: Ile be with you anon: moſt ſweete ſir, ſit. Maſter Page, good M. Page, ſit: Proface. What you want in meate, wee'l haue in drinke: but you beare, the heart's all. Be merry M. Bardolfe, and my little Souldiour there, be merry. Be merry, be merry, my wife ha's all. For women are Shrewes, both ſhort, and tall: 'Tis merry in Hall, when Beards wagge all; And welcome merry Shrouetide. Be merry, be merry. I did not thinke M. Silence had bin a man of this Mettle. Who I? I haue beene merry twice and once, ere now. There is a diſh of Lether-coats for you. Dauie. Your Worſhip: Ile be with you ſtraight. A cup of Wine, ſir? A Cup of Wine, that's briske and fine, & drinke vnto the Leman mine: and a merry heart liues long-a. Well ſaid, M. Silence. If we ſhall be merry, now comes in the ſweete of the night.