Shakespeare, William / Wilkins, George · published 1609 · first performed or written 1608 [1606-1608] (Annals) romance · King's Men · Globe unassigned nearest T57 Ships, merchants and pirates · 452 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T57: ship, sea, master, sail, home, money, pisaro, life, ships, till.
Where is Lord Helicanus? he can resolve you, O here he is Sir, there is a barge put off from Metaline, and in it is Lysimachus the Governor, who craves to come aboard, what is your will? That he have his, call up some Gentlemen. Ho Gentlemen, my Lord calls. Doth your Lordship call? Gentlemen there is some of worth would come aboard, I pray greet him fairly. Sir, this is the man that can in aught you would resolve you. Hail reverent Sir, the Gods preserve you. And you to outlive the age I am, and die as I would do. You wish me well, being on shore, honouring of Neptune's triumphs, seeing this goodly vessel ride before us, I made to it, to know of whence you are. First what is your place? I am the Governor of this place you lie before. Sir our vessel is of Tyre, in it the King, a man, who for this three months hath not spoken to any one, nor taken sustenance, but to prorogue his grief. Upon what ground is his distemperature? 'twould be too tedious to repeat, but the mayne grief springs from the loss of a beloved daughter & a wife. May we not see him? You may, but bootless. Is your sight, he will not speak to any, yet let me obtain my wish. Behold him, this was a goodly person. Till the disaster that one mortal wight drove him to this. Sir King all hail, the Gods preserve you, hail royal sir. It is in vain, he will not speak to you. Sir we have a maid in Metiline, I durst wager would win some words of him. 'tis well bethought, she questionless with her sweet harmony, and other chosen attractions, would allure and make a battery through his defend parts, which now are midway stopped, she is all happy as the fairest of all, and her fellow maids, now upon the levy shelter that abutts against the Islands side. Sure all effectless, yet nothing we'll omit that bears recoveries name. But since your kindness we have stretched thus far, let us beseech you, that for our gold we may provision have, wherein we are not destitute for want, but weary for the stalenesse. O sir, a courtesy, which if we should deny, the most just God for every graff would send a Caterpillar, and so inflict our Province: yet once more let me entreat to know at large the cause of your king's sorrow. Sit sir, I will recount it to you, but see I am prevented. O here's the Lady that I sent for, Welcome fair one, be't not a goodly present? she's a gallant Lady.
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Where is Lord Helicanus? hee can resolue you, O here he is Sir, there is a barge put off from Metaline, and in it is the Gouernour, who craues to come aboord, what is your will? That hee haue his, call vp some Gentlemen. Ho Gentlemen, my Lord calls. Doeth your Lordship call? Gentlemen there is some of worth would come aboord, I pray greet him fairely. Sir, this is the man that can in ought you would resolue you. Hayle reuerent Syr, the Gods preserue you. And you to out-liue the age I am, and die as I would doe. You wish mee well, beeing on shore, honoring of Neptunes triumphs, seeing this goodly vessell ride before vs, I made to it, to knowe of whence you are. First what is your place? I am the Gouernour of this place you lie before. Syr our vessell is of Tyre, in it the King, a man, who for this three moneths hath not spoken to anie one, nor taken sustenance, but to prorogue his griefe. Vpon what ground i his distemperature? Twould be too tedious to repeat, but the mayne griefe springs frō the losse of a beloued daughter & a wife. May wee not see him? You may, but bootlesse. Is your sight, hee will not speake to any, yet let me obtaine my wish. Behold him, this was a goodly person. Till the disaster that one mortall wight droue him to this. Sir King all haile, the Gods preserue you, haile royall sir. It is in vaine, he will not speake to you. Sir we haue a maid in , I durst wager woul'd win some words of him. Tis well bethought, she questionlesse with her sweet harmonie, and other chosen attractions, would allure and make a battrie through his deend parts, which now are midway stopt, shee is all happie as the fairest of all, and her fellow maides, now vpon the leauie shelter that abutts against the Islands side. Sure all effectlesse, yet nothing weele omit that beares recoueries name. But since your kindnesse wee hae stretcht thus farre, let vs beseech you, that for our we may prouision haue, wherein we are not destitute for want, but wearie for the stalenesse. O sir, a curtesie, which if we should denie, the mst iust God for euery graffe would send a Caterpillar, and so inflict our Prouince: yet once more let mee intreate t knowe at large the cause of your kings sorrow. Sit sir, I will recount it to you, but see I am preuented. O hee'rs the Ladie that I sent for▪ Welcome faire one, ist not a goodly present? Shee's a gallant Ladie.