Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 534 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
I Learn in this Letter, that Don Peter of Arragon, comes this night to Messina. He is very near by this: he was not three Leagues off when I left him. How many Gentlemen have you lost in this action? But few of any sort, and none of name. A victory is twice itself, when the achiever brings home full numbers: I find here, that Don Peter hath bestowed much honour on a young Florentine, called Claudio. Much deserved on his part, and equally remembered by Don Pedro, he hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing in the figure of a Lamb, the feats of a Lion, he hath indeed better bettered expectation, than you must expect of me to tell you how. He hath an Uncle here in Messina, will be very much glad of it. I have already delivered him letters, and there appears much joy in him, even so much, that joy could not show itself modest enough, without a badge of bitterness. Did he break out into tears? In great measure. A kind overflow of kindness, there are no faces truer, than those that are so washed, how much better is it to weep at joy, then to joy at weeping? I pray you, is Signior Mountanto returned from the wars, or no? I know none of that name, Lady, there was none such in the army of any sort. What is he that you ask for Niece? My cousin means Signior Benedick of Padua O he's returned, and as pleasant as ever he was. He set up his bills here in Messina, & challenged Cupid at the Flight: and my Uncle's fool reading the Challenge, subscribed for Cupid, and challenged him at the Burbolt. I pray you, how many hath he killed and eaten in these wars? But how many hath he killed? for indeed, I promised to eat all of his kill. I'faith Niece, you tax Signior Benedick too much, but he'll be meet with you, I doubt it not. He hath done good service Lady in these wars. You had musty victual, and he hath holp to ease it: he's a very valiant Trencherman, he hath an excellent stomach. And a good soldier too Lady. And a good soldier to a Lady. But what is he to a Lord? A Lord to a Lord, a man to a man, stuffed with all honourable virtues. It is so indeed, he is no less than a stuffed man: but for the stuffing well, we are all mortal. You must not (sir) mistake my Niece, there is a kind of merry war betwixt Signior Benedick, & her: they never meet, but there's a skirmish of wit between them. Alas, he gets nothing by that. In our last conflict, four of his five wits went halting off, and now is the whole man governed with one: so that if he have wit enough to keep himself warm, let him bear it for a difference between himself and his horse: For it is all the wealth that he hath left, to be known a reasonable creature. Who is his companion now? He hath every month a new sworn brother.
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I Learne in this Letter, that Don Peter of Arragon, comes this night to Meſſina. He is very neere by this: he was not three Leagues off when I left him. How many Gentlemen haue you loſt in this action? But few of any ſort, and none of name. A victorie is twice it ſelfe, when the atchieuer brings home full numbers: I finde heere, that Don Peter hath beſtowed much honor on a yong Florentine, called Claudio. Much deſeru'd on his part, and equally remembred by Don Pedro, he hath borne himſelfe beyond the promiſe of his age, doing in the figure of a Lambe, the feats of a Lion, he hath indeede better bettred expectation, then you muſt expect of me to tell you how. He hath an Vnckle heere in Meſſina, wil be very much glad of it. I haue alreadie deliuered him letters, and there appeares much ioy in him, euen ſo much, that ioy could not ſhew it ſelfe modeſt enough, without a badg of bitterneſſe. Did he breake out into teares? In great meaſure. A kinde ouerflow of kindneſſe, there are no faces truer, then thoſe that are ſo waſh'd, how much better is it to weepe at ioy, then to ioy at weeping? I pray you, is Signior Mountant return'd from the warres, or no? I know none of that name, Lady, there was none ſuch in the armie of any ſort. What is he that you aske for Neece? My couſin meanes Signior Benedick of Padua O he's return'd, and as pleaſant as euer he was. He ſet vp his bils here in Meſſina, & challeng'd Cupid at the Flight: and my Vnckles foole reading the Challenge, ſubſcrib'd for Cupid, and challeng'd him at the Burbolt. I pray you, how many hath hee kil'd and eaten in theſe warres? But how many hath he kil'd? for indeed, I promis'd to eate all of his killing. 'Faith Neece, you taxe Signior Benedicke too much, but hee'l be meet with you, I doubt it not. He hath done good ſeruice Lady in theſe wars. You had muſty victuall, and he hath holpe to ease it: he's a very valiant Trencher-man, hee hath an excellent ſtomacke. And a good ſouldier too Lady. And a good ſouldier to a Lady. But what is he to a Lord? A Lord to a Lord, a man to a man, ſtuft with all honourable vertues. It is ſo indeed, he is no leſſe then a ſtuft man: but for the ſtuffing well, we are all mortall. You muſt not (ſir) miſtake my Neece, there is a kind of merry war betwixt Signior Benedick, & her: they neuer meet, but there's a skirmiſh of wit between them. Alas, he gets nothing by that. In our laſt conflict, foure of his fiue wits went halting off, and now is the whole man gouern'd with one: ſo that if hee haue wit enough to keepe himſelfe warme, let him beare it for a difference betweene himſelfe and his horſe: For it is all the wealth that he hath left, to be knowne a reaſonable creature. Who is his companion now? He hath euery month a new ſworne brother.