Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) romance · King's Men unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Comfort good comfort. We must to the King, and shew our strange sights: he must know 'tis none of your Daughter. nor my Sister. we are gone else. Sir, I will give you as much as this old man does when the Business is pursued, and remain (as he says) your pawn till it be brought you. I will trust you. Walk before toward the Seaside, go on the right hand, I will but look upon the Hedge, and follow you. We are blessed, in this man: as I may say, even blessed. Let's before, as he bids us: he was provided to do us good. If I had a mind to be honest, I see Fortune would not suffer me: she drops booty in my mouth. I am courted now with a double occasion: (Gold, and a means to do the Prince my Master good; which, who knows how that may turne back to my advancement?) I will bring these too Moales, these blind-ones, aboard him. if he think it fit to shore them again, and that the Complaint they have to the King, concerns him nothing, let him call me Rogue, for being so far officious, for I am proof against that side, and what shame else belongs to't: To him will I present them, there may be matter in it. Sir, you have done enough, and have performed A Saintlike Sorrow: No fault could you make, Which you have not redeemed; indeed paid down More penitence, than done trespass: At the last Do as the Heavens have done; forget your evil, With them, forgive yourself. Whilst I remember Her, and her Virtues, I cannot forget My blemishes in them, and so still think of The wrong I did myself: which was so much, That Heirelesse it hath made my Kingdom, and Destroyed the sweetest Companion, that ere man Bred his hopes out of true. Too true (my Lord:) If one by one, you wedded all the World, Or from the All that are, took something good, To make a perfect Woman; she you killed, Would be vnparallell'd. I think so. Killed? She I killed? I did so: but thou strik'st me Sorely, to say I did: it is as bitter Upon thy Tongue, as in my Thought. Now, good now, Say so but seldom. Not at all, good Lady: You might have spoken a thousand things, that would Have done the time more benefit, and graced Your kindness better. You are one of those Would have him wed again. If you would not so, You pity not the State, nor the Remembrance Of his most Sovereign Name: Consider little, What Dangers, by his Highness fail of Issue, May drop upon his Kingdom, and devour Incertain lookers on. What were more holy, Then to rejoice the former Queen is well? What holier, then for Royalties repair, For present comfort, and for future good, To bless the Bed of Majesty again With a sweet Fellow to't?
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Comfort ood co. We muſt to the King, and ſhe our ſtrange ſights: ſt know 'tis none of your Daugh my are gone elſe. Sir, I will giue you as much as this old man do's when the Buſineſſe i peſed, and remaine (as he ſayes) your pawne till it be brough you. I will truſt you. Walke before toward the Seaſide, goe on the right hand, I will but looke vpon the Hedge, and follow you. We are bleſs'd, in this man: as I may ſay, euen bleſs'd. Let's before, as he bids vs: he was prouided to doe vs good. If I had a mind to be honeſt, I ſee Fortune would not ſuffer m ſh ds in my mouth. I am courted now with a double ſion: (Gold, and a means to doe the Prince my Maſter od▪ which, who knowes how that may turn backe to ncement?) I will bring theſe wo Maie, te d-ones, aboord him▪ if he thinke it it to ſhoare th againe, and that the Complaint they haue o King▪ concernes him nothing, let him call me Roge, o being farre officious, for I am proofe againſt that ſide, and what ſhame elſe belongs to't: To him will I preſent them, there may be matter in it. Sir, you haue done enough, and haue perform'd A Saint-like Sorrow: No fault could you make, Which you haue not redeem'd; indeed pay'd downe More penitence▪ then done treſpas: At the laſt Doe as the Heauens haue done; forget your euill, With them, forgiue your ſelfe. Whileſt I remember Her, and her Vertues, I cannot forget My blemiſhes in them, and ſo ſtill thinke of The wrong I did my ſelfe: which was ſo much, That Heire-leſſe it hath made my Kingdome, and Deſtroy'd the ſweet'ſt Companion, that ere man Bred his hopes out of true. Too true (my Lord:) If one by one, you wedded all the World, Or from the All that are, tooke ſomething good, To make a perfect Woman; ſhe you kill'd, Would be vnparallell'd. I thinke ſo. Kill'd? She I kill'd? I did ſo: but thou ſtrik'ſt me Sorely, to ſay I did: it is as bitter Vpon thy Tongue, as in my Thought. Now, good now, Say ſo but ſeldome. Not at all, good Lady: You might haue ſpoken a thouſand things, that would Haue done the time more benefit, and grac'd Your kindneſſe better. You are one of thoſe Would haue him wed againe. If you would not ſo, You pitty not the State, nor the Remembrance Of his moſt Soueraigne Name: Conſider little, What Dangers, by his Highneſſe faile of Iſſue, May drop vpon his Kingdome, and deuoue Incertaine lookers on. What were more holy, Then to reioyce the former Queene is well? What holyer, then for Royalties repayre, For preſent comfort, and for future good, To bleſſe the Bed of Maieſtie againe With a ſweet Fellow to't?