Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) romance · King's Men unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 479 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
Why look you so upon me? I am but sorry, not affear'd: delayed, But nothing altered: What I was, I am: More straining on, for plucking back; not following My leash unwillingly. Gracious my Lord, You know my Father's temper: at this time He will allow no speech: (which I do guess You do not purpose to him:) and as hardly Will he endure your sight, as yet I fear; Then till the fury of his Highness settle Come not before him. I not purpose it: I think Camillo. Even he, my Lord. How often have I told you 'twould be thus? How often said my dignity would last But till 'twere known? It cannot fail, but by The violation of my faith, and then Let Nature crush the sides o' th' earth together, And mar the feeds within. Lift up thy looks: From my succession wipe me (Father) I Am heir to my affection. Be advised. I am: and by my fancy, if my Reason Will thereto be obedient: I have reason: If not, my senses better pleased with madness, Do bid it welcome. This is desperate (sir.) So call it: but it does fulfil my vow: I needs must think it honesty. Camillo, Not for Bohemia, nor the pomp that may Be there at gleaned: for all the Sun sees, or The close earth wombs, or the profound seas, hides In unknown fathoms, will I break my oath To this my fair beloved: Therefore, I pray you, As you have ever been my Father's honoured friend, When he shall miss me, as (in faith I mean not To see him any more) cast your good counsels Upon his passion: Let myself, and Fortune Tug for the time to come. This you may know, And so deliver, I am put to Sea With her, who here I cannot hold on shore: And most opportune to her need, I have A Vessel rides fast by, but not prepared For this design. What course I mean to hold Shall nothing benefit your knowledge, nor Concern me the reporting. O my Lord, I would your spirit were easier for advice, Or stronger for your need. Hark Perdita, I'll hear you by and by. he's irremoveable, Resolved for flight: Now were I happy if His going, I could frame to serve my turn, Save him from danger, do him love and honour, Purchase the sight again of dear Sicilia, And that unhappy King, my Master, whom I so much thirst to see. Now good Camillo, I am so fraught with curious business, that I leave out ceremony. Sir, I think You have heard of my poor services, i' th' love That I have borne your Father? Very nobly Have you deserved: It is my Father's Music To speak your deeds: not little of his care To have them recompensed, as thought on.
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Why looke you ſo vpon me? I am but ſorry, not affear'd: delaid, But nothing altred: What I was, I am: More ſtraining on, for plucking backe; not following My leaſh vnwillingly. Gracious my Lord, You know my Fathers temper: at this time He will allow no ſpeech: (which I do gheſſe You do not purpoſe to him:) and as hardly Will he endure your ſight, as yet I feare; Then till the fury of his Highneſſe ſettle Come not before him. I not purpoſe it: I thinke Camillo. Euen he, my Lord. How often haue I told you 'twould be thus? How often ſaid my dignity would laſt But till 'twer knowne? It cannot faile, but by The violation of my faith, and then Let Nature cruſh the ſides o' th earth together, And marre the feeds within. Lift vp thy lookes: From my ſucceſſion wipe me (Father) I Am heyre to my affection. Be aduis'd. I am: and by my fancie, if my Reaſon Will thereto be obedient: I haue reaſon: If not, my ſences better pleas'd with madneſſe, Do bid it welcome. This is deſperate (ſir.) So call it: but it do's fulfill my vow: I needs muſt thinke it honeſty. Camillo, Not for Bohemia, nor the pompe that may Be there at gleaned: for all the Sun ſees, or The cloſe earth wombes, or the profound ſeas, hides In vnknowne fadomes, will I breake my oath To this my faire belou'd: Therefore, I pray you, As you haue euer bin my Fathers honour'd friend, When he ſhall miſſe me, as (in faith I meane not To ſee him any more) caſt your good counſailes Vpon his paſsion: Let my ſelfe, and Fortune Tug for the time to come. This you may know, And ſo deliuer, I am put to Sea With her, who heere I cannot hold on ſhore: And moſt opportune to her neede, I haue A Veſſell rides faſt by, but not prepar'd For this deſigne. What courſe I meane to hold Shall nothing benefit your knowledge, nor Concerne me the reporting. O my Lord, I would your ſpirit were eaſier for aduice, Or ſtronger for your neede. Hearke Perdita, Ile heare you by and by. Hee's irremoueable, Reſolu'd for flight: Now were I happy if His going, I could frame to ſerue my turne, Saue him from danger, do him loue and honor, Purchaſe the ſight againe of deere Sicillia, And that vnhappy King, my Maſter, whom I ſo much thirſt to ſee. Now good Camillo, I am ſo fraught with curious buſineſſe, that I leaue out ceremony. Sir, I thinke You haue heard of my poore ſeruices, i' th loue That I haue borne your Father? Very nobly Haue you deſeru'd: It is my Fathers Muſicke To ſpeake your deeds: not little of his care To haue them recompenc'd, as thought on.