2 If You Know Not Me You Know Nobody (The Second Part of Queen Elizabeth's Troubles) · chunk 22 of 44
Heywood, Thomas · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [1604-1605; revised c.1632] (Annals) history · Queen Anne's Men T38 Death, parting and grief at court typicality 0.71 · 514 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T38: queen, king, death, dead, heart, life, die, lord, royal, news.
'tis a strange Comet M. Hobson, My time to my remembrance hath not seen A sight so wonderful. M. D. Nowell, To judge of these things your experience Exceedeth ours, what do you hold of it? For I have heard that Meteors in the air, Of lesser form, less wonderful than these, Rather foretell of danger's imminent, Then flatter us wish future happiness. Art may discourse of these things none can judge Directly of the will of heaven in this, And by discourse thus far I hold of it. That this strange star appearing in the North, And in the constellation of Cassiopey, Which with three fixed stars commixed to it, Doth make a Figure Geometrical, Lozengewise called of the learned Rombus, Conducted with the hourly Moon of heaven, And never altered from the fixed sphere, Foretells such alteration that my friends, Heaven grant with this first sight our sorrow ends. God, will be done M. Deane, hap what hap will, Death doth not fear the good man but the ill. Well said M Hobson. Let's have a day, that if death come tomorrow he's rather messenger of joy then sorrow. Now sir what news from Barbarie? Unwelcome news sir, the King of Barbarie is slain. Ha, slain by treason or by war. By war, in that renowned Battle, Swift Fame desires to carry through the world: The Battle of Alcasar, wherein two Kings Besides this King of Barbarie was slain, Kings of Morocco and of Portugal, With Stewkeley that renowned Englishman That had a spirit equal with a King, Mad fellow with these Kings in warlike strife, Honoured his Country and concluded life. Could news by’r lady, the venture Gentlemen Of threescore thousand pound with that dead King, Lies in a hazard to be won or lost: In what estate consists the Kingdom now? In peace, and the succeeding happy, Was crowned then King when I took ship from thence. To that King then be Messenger from us, And by the sound of Trumpet summon him? Say that thy Master and a London Merchant, Craves due performance of such covenants Confirmed by the late King unto ourself, That for the sum of threescore thousand pound, The traffic of his Sugars should be mine. If he refuse the former bargain made, Then freely claim our money that we lent: Say that our coin did stead the former King, If he be Kind we have as much for him. By the mary-god it was a dangerous day, Three Kings beside young Stewkeley slain: I'll tell you my Lord Maior what I have seen When sword and bucklers were in question, I have seen that Stewkeley beat a street before him, He was so familiar grown in every mouth, That if it happened any fighting were, The question straight was, was not Stewkely there. Bones a me he would hew it. Now, what news with you? Here is a Letter sent you from Iohn Gresham. O an answer of a Letter that I sent, To send me Matches against Bristol fair, If then any were come.
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Tis a strange Comet M. Hobson, My time to my remembrance hath not seene A sight so wonderfull. M. D. Nowell, To iudge of these things your experience Exceedeth ours, what doe you hold of it? For I haue heard that Meteors in the ayre, Of lesser forme, lesse wonderfull then these, Rather fore-tell of danger's imminent, Then flatter vs wish future happinesse. Art may discourse of these things none can iudge Directly of the will of heauen in this, And by discourse thus far I hold of it. That this strange starre appearing in the North, And in the constellation of Cassiopey, VVhich with three fixed starres commixt to it, Doth make a Figure Geometrycall, Lozengewise cal'd of the learned Rombus, Conducted with the hourely Moone of heauen, And neuer altred from the fixed sphere, Fore-tels such alteration that my friends, Heauen grant with this first sight our sorrow ends. God, will be done M. Deane, hape what hap will, Death doth not feare the good man but the ill. VVell said M Hobson. Lets haue a day, that if death come to morrow Hee's rather messenger of ioy then sorrow. Now sir what newes from Barbarie? Vnwelcome newes sir, the King of Barbarie is slaine. Ha, slaine by treason or by warre. By warre, in that renowned Battell, Swift Fame desires to carry through the world: The Battle of Alcasar, wherein two Kings Besides this King of Barbarie was slaine, Kings of Moroco and of Portugale, With Srewkeley that renowned Englishman That had a spirit equall with a King, Mad fellow with these Kings in war-like strife, Honor'd his Countrey and concluded life. Could newes birladie, the venture Gentlemen Of threescore thousand pound with that dead King, Lies in a hazard to be wonne or lost: In what estate consists the Kingdome now? In peace, and the succeeding happie, Was crown'd then King when I tooke ship from thence. To that King then be Messenger from vs, And by the sound of Trumpet summon him? Say that thy Master and a London Marchant, Craues due performance of such couenants Confirm'd by the late King vnto our selfe, That for the summe of three-score thousand pound, The trafficke of his Sugars should be mine. If he refuse the former bargaine made, Then freely claime our money that we lent: Say that our coyne did sted the former King, If he be Kind we haue as much for him. By the Marie-god it was a dangerous day, Three Kings beside yong Stewkeley slaine: Ile tell you my Lord Maior what I haue seene When sword and bucklers were in question, I haue seene that Stewkeley beat a street before him, He was so familliar growne in euery mouth, That if it happened any fighting were, The question straight was, was not Stewkely there. Bones a me he would hew it. Now, what newes with you? Here is a Letter sent you from Iohn Gresham. O an answer of a Letter that I sent, To send mee Matches against Bristow faire, If then any were come.