Shakespeare, William · published 1608 · first performed or written 1605 [1605-1606] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T8 Captains, gallants and cheats · 475 words
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Take them away. Upon such sacrifices my Cordelia, The Gods themselves throw incense, have I caught thee? He that parts us shall bring a brand from heaven, And fire us hence like Foxes, wipe thine eyes, The good shall devour 'em, fleach and fell Ere they shall make us weep? we'll see 'em starve first, come. Come hither Captain, hark. Take thou this note, go follow them to prison, And step, I have advanct thee, if thou dost As this instructs thee, thou dost make thy way To noble fortunes, know thou this that men Are as the time is, to be tender minded Does not become a sword, thy great employment Will not bear question, either say thou't do't, Or thrive by other means. I'll do't my Lord. About it, and write happy when thou hast done, Mark I say instantly, and carry it so As I have set it down. I cannot draw a cart, nor eat dried oats, If it be man's work I'll do't. Sir you have showed to day your valiant strain, And Fortune led you well you have the captives That were the opposites of this days strife, We do require then of you, so to use them, As we shall find their merits, and our safety May equally determine. Sir I thought it fit, To save the old and miserable King to some retention, Whose age has charms in it, whose title more To pluck the coren bossom of his fide, And turn our impressed lances in our eyes Which do command them, with him I sent the queen My reason, all the same and they are ready to morrow, Or at further space, to appear where you shall hold Your session at this time, me sweat and bleed, The friend hath lost his friend and the best quarrels In the heat are cursed, by those that feel their sharps, The question of Cordelia and her father Requires a fit place. Sir by your patience, I hold you but a subject of this war, not as a brother. That's as we list to grace him, Me thinks our pleasure should have been demanded E'er you had spoke so far, he led our powers, Bore the commission of my place and person, The which immediate may well stand up, And call itself your brother. Not so hot, in his own grace he doth exalt himself more then in your advancement. In my right by me invested he com-peers the best. That were the most, if he should husband you. jesters do oft prove Prophets. Hola, hola, that eye that told you so, looked but a squint. Lady I am not well, else I should answer From a full flowing stomach, General Take thou my soldiers, prisoners, patrimony, Witness the world that I create thee here My Lord and master.
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Take them away. Vpon such sacrifices my Cordelia, The Gods thēselues throw incense, haue I caught thee? He that parts vs shall bring a brand from heauen, And fire vs hence like Foxes, wipe thine eyes, The good shall deuoure em, fleach and fell Ere they shall make vs weepe? wele see vm starue first, come. Come hither Captaine, harke. Take thou this note, goe follow them to prison, And step, I haue aduanct thee, if thou dost As this instructs thee, thou dost make thy way To noble fortunes, know thou this that men Are as the time is, to be tender minded Does not become a sword, thy great imployment Will not beare question, either say thout do't, Or thriue by other meanes. Ile do't my Lord. About it, and write happy when thou hast don, Marke I say instantly, and carie it so As I haue set it downe. I cannot draw a cart, nor eate dride oats, If it bee mans worke ile do't. Sir you haue shewed to day your valiant strain, And Fortune led you well you haue the captiues That were the opposites of this dayes strife, We doe require then of you, so to vse them, As we shall find their merits, and our safty May equally determine. Sir I thought it fit, To saue the old and miserable King to some retention, Whose age has charmes in it, whose title more To pluck the coren bossom of his fide, And turne our imprest launces in our eyes Which doe commaund them, with him I sent the queen My reason, all the same and they are readie to morrow, Or at further space, to appeare where you shall hold Your session at this time, mee sweat and bleed, The friend hath lost his friend and the best quarrels In the heat are curst, by those that feele their sharpes, The question of Cordelia and her father Requires a fitter place. Sir by your patience, I hold you but a subiect of this warre, not as a brother. That's as we list to grace him, Me thinkes our pleasure should haue beene demanded Ere you had spoke so farre, he led our powers, Bore the commission of my place and person, The which imediate may well stand vp, And call it selfe your brother. Not so hot, in his owne grace hee doth exalt himselfe more then in your aduancement. In my right by me inuested he com-peers the best. That were the most, if hee should husband you. Iesters doe oft proue Prophets. Hola, hola, that eye that told you so, lookt but a squint. Lady I am not well, els I should answere From a full flowing stomack, Generall Take thou my souldiers, prisoners, patrimonie, Witnes the world that I create thee here My Lord and maister.