Heywood, Thomas · published 1615 · first performed or written 1594 (Annals) romance · Worcester's Men · Red Bull unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 460 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
The hours have overrun me with swift pace, And time hath fastened to him swallows wings. Come sword, come Shield; but soft, thou art a stranger, And pardon me good shield, I know thee not. What have we here? Ask not who that Shield doth owe, For he is thy mortal foe: And where ere he sees that shield, city, Burrough, Grove, or Field, He that bears it, bears his bane, By his hand he must be slain. Thine, in spite of thee, he'll bear, (If thou dar'st) his Scutcheon wear. He writ this, that thy shield will keep, And might have slain thee being asleep. 'Tis a fine fellow; by this light, he is An honest Rogue, and hath a good conceit. Wear it? I'll wear it. If I do not! well, He needed not to have put in the word (Dare) For I dare: dare I?, he shall see I dare. Belike he fears I dare not challenge mine. Were't fastened to the arm of Beelzebub, I would fight with him with firebrands for my shield. But dares he wear mine? On my life he dares: I love him like my brother for this act: And I will bear this shield with as much pride, As sat I in a chariot by Ioues side. Shine bright my Stars, to do me some fair grace, Bring us to meet in some auspicious place. Nay you cowardly Lady, that run away from the Camp, and dare not stand to it, I am glad I have light on you; choose your weapon, choose your weapon; I am a Soldier, and a martial man, and I will offer you the right of arms: If you vanquish me, I'll be your captive, if you be cast down I'll carry you back prisoner. I wear a weapon that I dare not draw: Fie on this womanish fear, what shall I do. Some of my father's spirit revives in me, Give me thy weapon, boy, and thou shalt see, I for us both will win sweet liberty. I was never so overreached; and, but for shame, and that I am a man at arms, I would run away, and take me to my legs. Have at thee sweet Lady. Base villain, dar'st thou offer violence Unto a Lady; stay, maintain thy challenge. You think you have a fool in hand; no by my faith, not I. If you have any business to the Camp, farewell, I am running thither as fast as I can. Mount up my soul, unto the height of joy! Saving my foe, whose honoured shield I bear, None living did I more desire to meet. Saving those Christian Lords that seek my love None living did I more desire to shun.
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The houres haue ouer-runne me with swift pace, And time hath fastned to him swallowes wings. Come sword, come Shield; but soft, thou art a stranger, And pardon me good shield, I know thee not. What haue we here? Aske not who that Shield doh owe, For he is thy mortall foe: And where ere he sees that shield, Cty, Burrough, Groue, or Field▪ Hee that beares it, beares his bane, By his hand he must be slaine. Thine, in spight of thee, hee'le beare, (If thou dar'st) his Scutchion weare. Hee writ this, that thy shield will keepe, And might haue ine thee being asleepe. 'Tis a fine fellow; by this light, hee is An honest Rogue, and hath a good conceite. Weare it? I'le weare it. If I do no! well, He needed not to haue put in the word (Dare) For I dare: dare I?, he shall see I dare. Belike he feares I dare not challenge mine. Were't fastned to the arme of Beelzebub, I would fight with him with firebrands for my shield. But dares he weare mine? On my lie he dares: I loue him like my brother for this act: And I will beare this shield with as much pride, As sate I in a chariot by Ioues side. Shine bright my Stars, to do me ome faire grace, Bring vs to meet in some auspicious place. Nay you coardly Lady, that runne away from the Campe, and dare not stand to it, I am glad I haue light on you; choose your weapon, choose your weapen; I am a Souldier, and a martiall man, and I will offer you the right of Ar: If you vanquish me, I'le be your captine, if you be ca downe I'le carry you backe prisoner. I weare a weapon that I dare not draw: Fie on this womanish feare, what shall I do. Some of my fathers spirit reuiues in me▪ Giue me thy weapon, boy, and thou shalt see, I for vs both will winne sweete liberty. I was neuer o ouer-reacht; and, but for shame, and that I am a man at armes, I would runne away, and take me to my legs. Haue at thee sweete Lady. Base villaine, dar'st thou offer violence Vnto a Lady; stay, maintaine thy challenge. You thinke you haue a foole in hand; no by my faith, not I. If you haue any businesse to the Campe, farewell, I am running thither as fast as I can. Mount vp my soule, vnto the heighth of ioy! Sauing my foe, whose honoured shield I beare, None liuing did I more desire to meete. Sauing those Christian Lords that seeke my loue None liuing did I more desire to shunne.