The Hector of Germany, or The Palsgrave, Prime Elector · chunk 15 of 31
Smith, William · published 1615 · first performed or written 1614 [c.1614-1615] (Annals) history; pseudo-history · Red Bull unassigned nearest T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
Make use of me, you shall not want for help. You seem to be of a Majestic state, What should a poor distressed Gentlewoman, Trouble a person of such eminence? Thy state wants present pity, women take it I have seen a King ere now, And by your Diadem you should be one: Pray, rather let me die then trouble you. 'tis perfect charity to help the poor: Yet by these jewels, you should bear a place, If not amongst the Royal, with the Noble. Indeed I am but a poor Gentlewoman, Punished for wearing jewels in a storm: But I have lost a husband whom I loved, For marrying whom, I have endured this cross; And now his friends, if they should find me out, Would finish what the storm has left undone. His name? 'twas Infortunio, as mine is, With the alteration of a letter only. Good Infortuna go along with me, I'll find some help for this thy misery. May the Sea never use you of this fashion; I take your courtesy, and will attend. Young, fair, and lovely, is she not Poitiers? She is a comely, and a sweet Gentlewoman. In my opinion she's the fairest creature Nature ere made. In love my gracious Liege? What and my Queen alive, that would seem strange. Love does regard no person, nor the time. Love is a power will overrule a King. Finding her honest, though of mean estate, You may do well to raise poor virtue up, And marry her to some great Nobleman. I'll think of that hereafter: now, the news? The Emperor and the Electors are arrived. Health to the Majesty and Seat of France. As welcome hither is your Mightiness, As if you were arrived in Germany. I thank King Iohn. Saxon, with Mentz, and Trier. We rest your loving friend for War. For Counsel. And Counsel is as great a friend as War. It hath prevailed as much. Thrice welcome all. The storm has kept us overlong at Sea: But Mighty King of France, worse storms than these Have and will shake us, if you help us not: All things go Backwards, that should bode us good; And he that is Conqueror already, The haughty palsgrave, is to England sailed, To join with Edward in our overthrow. We have felt the valour of the English King, And of his son, the Black Prince now deceased: Witness Poitiers and Cressey, where our blood Royal, although it be saved to make clay Moist with the showers, and temper the dry earth: When I and all my sons were prisoners ta'en, And had to England to be wondered at: Ransomed although I was, it grieves me much I cannot do the like unto my foe. Let your French Soldiers join themselves with ours, And we'll invade his Kingdom. And constrain him & the Palsgrave to the like disgrace. Fortune was never steadfast unto any. But like the Ocean that bounds in the Land, Both ebbs and flows according to the Moon.
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Make vse of me, you all not want for helpe. You seeme to be of a Maeque state, What should a poore distressed Gentlewoman, Trouble a person of such eminence? Thy state wants present pitty, women take it I haue seene a King ere now, And by your Diadem you should be one: Pray, rather let me dye then trouble you. Tis perfect charitie to helpe the poore: Yet by these Iewels, you should beare a place, If not amongst the Royall, with the Noble. Indeede I am but a poore Gentlewoman, Punisht for wearing Iewels in a storme: But I haue lost a husband whom I lou'd, For marying whom, I haue endur'd this crosse; And now his friends, if they should finde me out, Would finish what the storme has left vndone. His name? Twas Infortunio, as mine is, With the alteration of a letter onely. Good Infortuna goe along with me, Ile finde some helpe for this thy misery. May the Sea neuer vse you of this fashion; I take your courtesie, and will attend. Young, sayre, and louely, is she not Poytiers? She is a comely, and a sweet Gentlewoman. In my opinion shee's the sayrest creature Nature ere made. In loue my gracious Liege? What and my Queen aliue, that would seeme strange. Loue does regard no person, nor the time. Loue is a power will ouer-rule a King. Finding her honest, though of meane estate, You may doe well to rayse poore vertue vp, And marry her to some great Nobleman. Ile thinke of that hereafter: now, the newes? The Emperour and the Electors are arriu'd. Health to the Maiestie and Seate of France. As welcome hither is your Mightinesse, As if you were arriu'd in Germany. I thanke King Iohn. Saxon, with Mentz, and Trier. We rest your louing friend for Warre. For Counsell. And Counsell is as great a friend as War. It hath preuaild as much. Thrice welcome all. The storme has kept vs ouerlong at Sea: But Mighty King of France, worse stormes then these Haue and will shake vs, if you helpe vs not: All things goe Backwards, that should bode vs good; And he that is Conqueror already, The haughty palsgraue, is to England sayld, To ioyne with Edward in our ouerthrow. We haue felt the valour of the English King, And of his sonne, the Blacke Prince now deceased: Witnes Poytiers and Cressey, where our blood Royall, although it be sau'd to make clay Moyst with the showers, and temper the dry earth: When I and all my sonnes were prisoners tane, And had to England to be wondred at: Ransom'd although I was, it grieues me much I cannot doe the like vnto my foe. Let your French Souldiers ioyne themselues with ours, And weele inuade his Kingdome. And constraine him & the Palsgraue to the like disgrace. Fortune was neuer stedfast vnto any. But like the Ocean that bounds in the Land, Both ebbs and flowes according to the Moone.