The Hector of Germany, or The Palsgrave, Prime Elector · chunk 23 of 31
Smith, William · published 1615 · first performed or written 1614 [c.1614-1615] (Annals) history; pseudo-history · Red Bull T57 Ships, merchants and pirates typicality 0.82 · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T57: ship, sea, master, sail, home, money, pisaro, life, ships, till.
'twas hereabouts the Gallant beckoned me, He seems a person of some eminence, By the glittering of his Suit against the Sun, Cast Anchor here, and let us question him. Yonder he stands, mounted upon the rock. The very same. What art thou, what's they name? Thy place of birth, fortune, and parentage, That thou art left upon this desolate shore? And what requirest thou stranger at our hands? As you are men, and therefore may be crossed, Be favourable to a wretched man: Know, that the Sea has cast me on this place, Where I have led a discontented life, Ere since the last storm, and no passenger Has taken pity to remove me hence. Though food I want not, cause the sea yields fish, I would be shifted to a better place. My name's Fitzwaters, by my birth a Lord: My natural residence in England was, Some of your company I have often seen, Set me a-land where dwell inhabitants, And thankfully I will require your love. 'tis young Fytzwaters, pray sir take him in. You know my light 〈◊〉 all Englishmen. Since my disgrace, and shall I pity him? But he's descended of a Noble house. The more should I rejoice to see him die. Has valour. Let him use it on the Rocks. But every enemy bears not your mind, Some have been favourable to their foes. And 'tis an honour in an enemy To save where he may kill. Your answer there? You speak as you'd compel it. In the honourable intercourse of men I should do so, and were you in my case, You would enforce your own necessity. What would this Stranger be in prosperous state, That bears so high a mind in his distress? I would be as thou art, proud of nothing. Is a Ship nothing? As it anchors here It bears a goodly show; but launched again, And a storm rise, it may be cast a-land As I have been: nay worse, it may may be sunk, And then what is't, but a fair something, nothing? What is, and now is not; man's life, or a dream, Now swimming, and then swallowed in the stream. His words are piercing, some go take him in: Come down, and be received into our Boat. That shall be my charge. Could we draw this spirit Into our plot, he'd help to manage it Unto the life, and I should take it better Than yet I do. Persuasion may corrupt. But be adjusted how you persuade him to it. And take his Oath at first for sacrifice, We are no puny politicians, To be instructed in the rules of evil; Here comes Fitzwaters. Your hand. And sword but that the Sea devoured it. Know sir, we have business of import in hand, Wherein our purpose is to crave your aid, And as we sail to France we'll open it.
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Twas heere abouts the Gallant beckned me, He seemes a person of some eminence, By the glittering of his Suite against the Sunne, Cast Anker here, and let vs question him. Yonder he stands, mounted vpon the rocke. The very same. What art thou, whats they name? Thy place of birth, fortune, and parentage, That thou art left vpon this desolate shore? And what requirest thou stranger at our hands? As you are men, and therefore may be crost, Be fauourable to a wretched man: Know, that the Sea has cast me on this place, Where I haue led a discontented life, Ere since the last storme, and no passenger Has taken pitty to remooue me hence. Though food I want not, cause the sea yeelds sish, I woul'd be shifted to a better place. My name's Fitzwaters, by my byrth a Lord: My naturall residence in England was, Some of your company I haue often seene, Set me aland where dwell inhabitants, And thankfully I will require your loue. Tis young Fytzwers, pray fr take him in. You know my li all Englishmen. Since my disgrace, and shall I pitty him? But he's descended of a Noble house. The more should I reioyce to see him dye. Has valour. Let him vse it on the Rocks. But euery beares not your minde, Some haue beene fauourable to their foes. And tis an honour in an enemie To saue where he may ill. Your answere there? You speake as you'd compell it. In the honourable entercourse of men I should doe so, and were you in my case, You would inforce your owne necessitie. What wold this Stranger be in prosperous state, That beares so high a minde in his distresse? I would be as thou art, proud of nothing. Is a Shippe nothing? As it ankers here It beares a goodly show; but launcht againe, And a stormerise, it may be cast aland As I haue beene: nay worse, it may may be sunke, And then what is't, but a fayre something, nothing? What is, and now is not; mans life, or a dreame, Now swimming, and then swallowed in the streame. His words are piercing, some go take him in: Come downe, and be receiued into our Boate. That shall be my charge. Could wee draw this spirit Into our plot, hee'd helpe to manage it Vnto the life, and I should take it better Then yet I doe. Perswasion may corrupt. But be adjust'd how you perswade him to it. And take his Oath at first for sacrifice, We are no puny Pollititians, To be instructed in the rules of euill; Here comes Fitzwaters. Your hand. And sword but that the Sea deuour'd it. Know sir, we haue businesse of import in hand, Wherein our purpose is to craue your ayde, And as we sayle to France weele open it.