Shakespeare, William / Middleton, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1603 [1603-1604] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
I shall obey his will. You must not marvel Helen at my course, Which holds not colour with the time, nor does The ministration, and required office On my particular. Prepared I was not For such a business, therefore am I found So much unsettled: This drives me to entreat you, That presently you take your way for home, And rather muse than ask why I entreat you, For my respects are better than they seem, And my appointments have in them a need Greater than shows itself at the first view, To you that know them not. This to my mother, 'Twill be two days ere I shall see you, so I leave you to your wisdom. Sir, I can nothing say, But that I am your most obedient servant. Come, come, no more of that. And ever shall With true observance seek to eke out that Wherein toward me my homely stars have failed To equal my great fortune. Let that go: my haste is very great. Farewell: Hie home. Pray sir your pardon. Well, what would you say? I am not worthy of the wealth I own, Nor dare I say 'tis mine: and yet it is, But like a timorous thief, most fain would steal What law does vouch mine own. What would you have? Something, and scarce so much: nothing indeed, I would not tell you what I would my Lord: Faith yes, Strangers and foes do sunder, and not kiss. I pray you stay not, but in haste to horse. I shall not break your bidding, good my Lord: Where are my other men? Monsieur, farewell. Go thou toward home, where I will never come, Whilst I can shake my sword, or hear the drum: Away, and for our flight. Bravely, Coragio. So that from point to point, now have you heard The fundamental reasons of this war, Whose great decision hath much blood let forth And more thirsts after. Holy seems the quarrel Upon your Grace's part: black and fearful On the opposer. Therefore we marvel much our Cousin France Would in so just a business, shut his bosom Against our borrowing prayers. Good my Lord, The reasons of our stare I cannot yield, But like a common and an outward man, That the great figure of a Counsel frames, By self unable motion, therefore dare not Say what I think of it, since I have found Myself in my incertain grounds to fail As often as I guest. Be it his pleasure. But I am sure the younger of our nature, That surfeit on their ease, will day by day Come here for Physic. Welcome shall they be: And all the honours that can fly from us, Shall on them settle: you know your places well, When better fall, for your avails they fell, To morrow to ' th' the field. It hath happened all, as I would have had it, save that he comes not along with her.
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I ſhall obey his will. You muſt not meruaile Helen at my courſe, Which holds not colour with the time, nor does The miniſtration, and required office On my particular. Prepar'd I was not For ſuch a buſineſſe, therefore am I found So much vnſetled: This driues me to intreate you, That preſently you take your way for home, And rather muſe then aske why I intreate you, For my reſpects are better then they ſeeme, And my appointments haue in them a neede Greater then ſhewes it ſelfe at the firſt view, To you that know them not. This to my mother, 'Twill be two daies ere I ſhall ſee you, ſo I leaue you to your wiſedome. Sir, I can nothing ſay, But that I am your moſt obedient ſeruant. Come, come, no more of that. And euer ſhall With true obſeruance ſeeke to eeke out that Wherein toward me my homely ſtarres haue faild To equall my great fortune. Let that goe: my haſt is verie great. Farwell: Hie home. Pray ſir your pardon. Well, what would you ſay? I am not worthie of the wealth I owe, Nor dare I ſay 'tis mine: and yet it is, But like a timorous theefe, moſt faine would ſteale What law does vouch mine owne. What would you haue? Something, and ſcarſe ſo much: nothing indeed, I would not tell you what I would my Lord: Faith yes, Strangers and foes do ſunder, and not kiſſe. I pray you ſtay not, but in haſt to horſe. I ſhall not breake your bidding, good my Lord: Where are my other men? Monſieur, farwell. Go thou toward home, where I wil neuer come, Whilſt I can ſhake my ſword, or heare the drumme: Away, and for our flight. Brauely, Coragio. So that from point to point, now haue you heard The fundamentall reaſons of this warre, Whoſe great deciſion hath much blood let forth And more thirſts after. Holy ſeemes the quarrell Vpon your Graces part: blacke and fearefull On the oppoſer. Therefore we meruaile much our Coſin France Would in ſo iuſt a buſineſſe, ſhut his boſome Againſt our borrowing prayers. Good my Lord, The reaſons of our ſtare I cannot yeelde, But like a common and an outward man, That the great figure of a Counſaile frames, By ſelfe vnable motion, therefore dare not Say what I thinke of it, ſince I haue found My ſelfe in my incertaine grounds to faile As often as I gueſt. Be it his pleaſure. But I am ſure the yonger of our nature, That ſurfet on their eaſe, will day by day Come heere for Phyſicke. Welcome ſhall they bee: And all the honors that can flye from vs, Shall on them ſettle: you know your places well, When better fall, for your auailes they fell, To morrow to 'th the field. It hath happen'd all, as I would haue had it, ſaue that he comes not along with her.