Shakespeare, William · published 1622 · first performed or written 1604 [c.1603-1604] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 472 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
Farewell, for I must leave you, It seems not meet, not whole some to my pate, To be produced, as if I stay I shall Against the Moor, for I do know the state, How ever this may gall him with some check, Cannot with safety cast him, for he's embarked, With such loud reason, to the Cipres wars, Which even now stands in act, that for their souls, Another of his fathom, they have not To lead their business, in which regard, Tho I do hate him, as I do hell's pains, Yet for necessity of present life, I must show out a flag, and sign of love, Which is indeed but sign, that you shall surely Find him: lead to the Sagittar, the raised search, And there will I be with him. So farewell. It is too true an evil, gone she is, And what's to come, of my despised time, Is nought but bitterness now Roderigo, Where didst thou see her; O unhappy girl, With the Moor saist thou? who would be a father? How didst thou know 't was she? O thou deceivest me Past thought: what said she to you? get more tapers, Raise all my kindred, are they married think you? Truly I think they are. O heaven, how got she out? O treason of the blood, Fathers from hence, trust not your Daughter's minds, By what you see them act, is there not charms, By which the property of youth and manhood May be abused? have you not read Roderigo, Of some such thing. I have sir. Call up my brother: O that you had had her, Some one way, some another; do you know Where we may apprehend her, and the Moor? I think I can discover him, if you please To get good guard, and go along with me. Pray lead me on, at every house I'll call, I may command at most get weapons ho, And raise some special Officers of night: On good Roderigo, I'll deserve your pains. Tho in the trade of war, I have slain men, Yet do I hold it very stuffed of Conscience. To do no contrived murder; I lack iniquity Sometimes to do me service: nine or ten time's, I had thought to have ierked him here, Under the ribs. 'tis better as it is. Nay, but he prated, And spoke such scurvy, and provoking terms Against your Honour, that with the little godliness I have, I did full hard forbear him: but I pray sir, Are you fast married? For be sure of this, That the Magnifico is much beloved, And hath in his effect, a voice potential, As double as the Dukes, he will divorce you, Or put upon you what restraint, and grievance, That law with all his might we'll give him cable.
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Farewell, for I must leaue you, It seemes not meete, not whole some to my pate, To be produc'd, as if I stay I shall Against the Moore, for I doe know the state, How euer this may gaule him with some checke, Cannot with safety cast him, for ee's imbark'd, With such loud reason, to the Cipes warres, Which euen now stands i act, that for their soules, Another of his fathome, they haue not To leade their businesse, in which regard, Tho I doe hate him, as I doe hells paines, Yet for necessity of present life, I must shew out a flag, and signe of loue, Which is indeed but signe, that you shall surely Finde him: lead to the Sagittar, the raised seach, And there will I be with him. So farewell. It is too tue an euill, goe she is, And what's to come, of my despised time, Is nought but bitternesse now , Where didst thou see her; O vnhappy girle, With the Moore sait thou? who would be a father? How didst thou know twas she? O thou deceiuest me Past thought: what said he to you? get more apers, Raise all my kindred, are they married thinke you? Truely I thinke they are. O heauen, how got she out? O treason of the blood, Fathers from hence, trust not your Daughters mindes, By what you see them act, is there not charmes, By which the property of youth and manhood May be abus'? haue you not read Rderg, Of some such thing. I haue sir. Call vp my brother: O that you had had her, Some one way, some another; doe you know Where we may apprehend her, and the Moore? I thinke I can discouer him, if you please To get good guard, and goe along with me. Pray leade me on, at euery house Ile call, I may command at most gt weapons ho, And raise some speciall Officers of night: On good Roderigo, Ile deserue your paynes. Tho in the trade of warre, I haue slaine men, Yet doe I hold it very stuft of Conscience. To doe no contriu'd murrer; I lacke iniquity Sometimes to doe me seruice▪ nine or▪ ten times, I had thought to haue ierk'd him here, Vnder the ribbes. Tis better as it is. Nay, but he . And spoke such scuruy, and prouoing tearmes Against your Honor, that with the little godliness I haue, I did full hard forbeare him: but I pray si, Are you fast married? For be sure of this, That the Magnifico is much beloued, And hath in his effect, a voyce potentiall, As double as the Dukes, he will diuorce you, Or put vpon you what estraint, and greuance, That law with all his might Weele giue him cable.