Shakespeare, William · published 1608 · first performed or written 1605 [1605-1606] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 507 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.
Sir I do know you, And dare upon the warrant of my Art, Commend a dear thing to you, there is division, Although as yet the face of it be covered, With mutual cunning, twixt Albany and Cornwall But true it is, from France there comes a power Into this scattered kingdom, who already wise in our negligence, Have secret feet in some of our best Ports, And are at point to show their open banner Now to you, if on my credit you dare build so far, To make your speed to Dover, you shall find Some that will thank you, making just report Ofhow unnatural and bemadding sorrow The King hath cause to plain, I am a Gentleman of blood and breeding, And from some knowledge and assurance, Offer this office to you. I will talk farther with you. No do not, For confirmation that I much more Than my out-wall, open this purse and take What it contains, if you shall see Cordelia, As fear not but you shall, show her this ring, And she will tell you who your fellow is, That yet you do not know, fie on this storm, I will go seek the King. Give mey our hand, have you no more to say? Few words but to effect more than all yet: That when we have found the King. I'll this way, you that, he that first lights On him, hollow the other. Blow wind & crack your cheeks, rage, blow You caterickes, & Hircanios' spout till you have drenched, The steeples drowned the cocks, you sulphuroous and Thought executing fires, vaunt-currers to Oke-cleaving thunderboults, sing my white head, And thou all shaking thunder, smite flat The thick rotundity of the world, crack nature's Mould, all Gennains spill at once that make Ingrateful man. O Nuncle, Court holly water in a dry house Is better than this rain water out a door, Good Nuncle in, and ask thy daughter's blessing, here's a night pities neither wise man nor fool. Rumble thy belly full, spit fire, spout rain, Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters, I task not you you elements with unkindness, I never gave you kingdom, called you children, You own me no subscription, why thenlet fall your horrible pleasure Here I stand your slave, a poor infirm weak & Despised old man, but yet I call you servile Ministers, that have with 2. pernicious daughters joined Your high engendered battle 'gainst a head so old & white As this, O'tis foul. He that has a house to put his head in, has a good headpiece, the Codpiece that will house before the head, has any the head and he shall louse, so beggars marry many, the man that makes his toe, what he his heart should make, shall have a corn cry woe, and turn his sleep to wake, for there was never yet fair woman but she made mouths in a glass. No I will be the pattern of all patience I will say nothing.
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Sir I doe know you, And dare vpon the warrant of my Arte, Commend a deare thing to you, there is diuision, Although as yet the face of it be couer'd, With mutuall cunning, twixt Albany and Cornwall But true it is, from France there comes a power Into this scattered kingdome, who alreadie wise in our negligēce, Haue secret feet in some of our best Ports, And are at point to shew their open banner Now to you, if on my credit you dare build so farre, To make your speed to Douer, you shall find Some that will thanke you, making iust report Ofhow vnnaturall and bemadding sorrow The King hath cause to plaine, I am a Gentleman of blood and breeding, And from some knowledge and assurance, Offer this office to you. I will talke farther with you. No doe not, For confirmation that I much more Then my outwall, open this purse and take VVhat it containes, if you shall see Cordelia, As feare not but you shall, shew her this ring, And she will tell you who your fellow is, That yet you doe not know, fie on this storme, I will goe seeke the King. Giue mey our hand, haue you no more to say? Few words but to effect more then all yet: That when we haue found the King. Ile this way, you that, he that first lights On him, hollow the other. Blow wind & cracke your cheekes, rage, blow You caterickes, & Hircanios spout til you haue drencht, The steeples drown'd the cockes, you sulpherous and Thought executing fires, vaunt-currers to Oke-cleauing thunderboults, singe my white head, And thou all shaking thunder, smite flat The thicke Rotunditie of the world, cracke natures Mold, all Gennains spill at once that make Ingratefull man. O Nunckle, Court holly water in a drie house Is better then this raine water out a doore, Good Nunckle in, and aske thy daughters blessing, Heers a night pities nether wise man nor foole. Rumble thy belly full, spit fire, spout raine, Nor raine, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters, I taske not you you elements with vnkindnes, I neuer gaue you kingdome, cald you children, You owe me no subscription, why thenlet fall your horrible plesure Here I stād your slaue, a poore infirme weak & Despis'd ould man, but yet I call you seruile Ministers, that haue with 2. pernitious daughters ioin'd Your high engēdred battel gainst a head so old & white As this, O'tis foule. Hee that has a house to put his head in, has a good headpeece, the Codpeece that will house before the head, has any the head and hee shall lowse, so beggers mary many, the man that makes his toe, what hee his heart should make, shall haue a corne cry woe, and turne his sleepe to wake, for there was neuer yet faire woman hut shee made mouthes in a glasse. No I will be the patterne of all patience I will say nothing.