Anonymous · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [c.1597-1599] (Annals) comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men T29 Disguise and pursuit in Look About You typicality 0.81 · 489 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T29: gloster, faukenbridge, skinke, hermit, richard, prince, iohn, porter, henry, brother.
Now man: Richard you wrong Prince Iohn. Leyster 'twear Good you proved his Champion. Hasten the execution Royal Lord, Let deeds make answer for their worthless words. I know if I respected hand or head, I am encompassed with a world of friends, And could from fury be delivered. But then my freedom hazards many lives. Henry perform the utmost of thy hate, Let thy hard hearted mother have her will, Give Frantic Iohn no longer cause to prate, I am prepared for the worst of ill, You see my knees kiss the could pavements face, They are not bend to Henry nor his friends, But to all you whose blood fled to your hearts, Shows your true sorrow in your ashy cheeks: To you I bend my knees, you I entreat, To smile on Gloster's Resolution. Who ever loves me will not shed a tear, Nor breath a sigh, nor show a cloudy frown, Look Henry, hears my hand, I lay it down, And swear as I have Knighthood here't shall lie, Till thou have used all thy tyranny. Has no man heart to speak? Let all that love me keep silence, or by heaven I'll hate them dying. Harry off with his hand, then with his head. By the red rood I cannot choose but weep. Come love or hate my tears I cannot keep. When comes this lingering executioner? An executioner: an executioner: Call none till we have drunk: father fill wine, To day your Office is to bear our cup. I'll fill it Henry. Dick you are too mean, so bow unto your sovereign, Kneel to his child? O hell! O torture! (Gloster learn: Who would love life, to see this huge dishonour? Saturn kneeled to his Son the God was feign To call young Ioue his ages Sovereign. Take now your seat again and wear your Crown; Now shineth Henry like the Middayes' Son, Through his Horizon, darting all his beams, Blinding with his bright splendour every eye, That stars against his face of Majesty. The Comets, whose malicious gleams Threatened the ruin of our Royalty, Stands at our mercy, yet our wrath denies All favour, but extreme extreamityes. Gloster, have to thy sorrow chafe thy arm That I may see thy blood (I longed for oft) Gush from thy veins, and stain this Palace roof. 'twould exceed gilding. I as gold doth Oaker. It's well ye count my blood so precious. Leyster reach Gloster wine. I reach it him? Proud Earl i'll spurn thee, quickly go & bear it I'll count it poison if his hand come near it. Give it him Leyster upon our displeasure. Thus Gloster takes it, thus again he flings it, In scorn of him that sent it, and of him that brought it. O brave spirit▪ Bravely resolved brother, I honour thee. Hark how his sister joys in his abuse? Wilt thou endure it Hall? Peace good Marian.
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Now man: Richard you wrong Prince Iohn. Leyſter tweare Good you proou'd his Champion. Haſten the execution Royall Lord, Let deeds make anſwer for their worthleſſe wordes. I know if I reſpected hand or head, I am encompaſſed with a world of frends, And could from fury bee deliuered. But then my freedom hazards many liues. Henry performe the vtmoſt of thy hate, Let thy hard harted mother haue her wil, Giue Franticke Iohn no longer cauſe to prate, I am prepared for the worſt of ill, You ſee my knees kiſſe the could pauements face, They are not bent to Henry nor his frends, But to all you whoſe bloud fled to your hearts, Shewes your true ſorrowe in your aſhye cheekes: To you I bend my knees, you I intreat, To ſmile on Gloſters Reſolution. Who euer loues me will not ſhed a teare, Nor breath a ſigh, nor ſhow a cloudy frowne, Looke Henry, heares my hand, I lay it downe, And ſweare as I haue Knighthood heer't ſhall lye, Till thou haue vſed all thy tyranny. Has no man heart to ſpeake? Let all that loue me keepe ſilence, or by heauen Ile hate them dying. Harry off with his hand, then with his head. By the red rood I cannot chuſe but weepe. Come loue or hate my teares I cannot keepe. When comes this lingring executioner? An executioner: an executioner: Call none till we haue drunke: father fill wine, To day your Office is to beare our cupp. Ile fill it Henry. Dick you are too meane, ſo bow vnto your ſoueraigne, Kneele to his childe? O hell! O tortor! (Gloſter learne: Who would loue life, to ſee this huge diſhonor? Saturne kneel'd to his Sonne the God was faine To call young Ioue his ages Soveraigne. Take now your ſeate againe and weare your Crowne; Now ſhineth Henry like the Middayes Sonne, Through his Horizon, darting all his beames, Blinding with his bright ſplendor euery eye, That ſtares againſt his face of Maieſty. The Commets, whoſe malicious gleames Threatned the ruyne of our Royalty, Stands at our mercy, yet our wrath denyes All fauour, but extreame extreamityes. Gloſter, haue to thy ſorrow chafe thy arme That I may ſee thy bloud (I long'd for oft) Guſh from thy vaines, and ſtaine this Pallace roofe. Twould exceed gilding. I as golde doth Oaker. Its wel ye count my bloud ſo precious. Leyſter reach Gloſter wine. I reach it him? Proude Earle ile ſpurne thee, quickely go & beare it Ile count it poyſon if his hand come neere it. Giue it him Leyſter vpon our diſpleaſure. Thus Gloſter takes it, thus againe he flings it, In ſcorne of him that ſent it, and of him that brought it. O braue ſpirit▪ Brauely reſolu'd brother, I honour thee. Harke how his ſiſter ioyes in his abuſe? Wilt thou indure it Hall? Peace good Marian.