Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1591 [1590-1591] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T31 Popes, cardinals and the crown typicality 0.79 · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T31: cardinal, pope, king, lord, majesty, holy, rome, france, church, lords.
The Dolphin is preparing hither-ward, Where heaven he knows how we shall answer him. For in a night the best part of my power, As I upon advantage did remove, Were in the Washes all unwarily, Devoured by the unexpected flood. You breathe these dead news in as dead an ear My Liege, my Lord: but now a King, now thus. Even so must I run on, and even so stop. What surety of the world, what hope, what stay, When this was now a King, and now is clay? Art thou gone so? I do but stay behind, To do the office for thee, of revenge, And then my soul shall wait on thee to heaven, As it on earth hath been thy servant still. Now, now you Stars, that move in your right spheres, Where be your powers? Show now your mended faiths, And instantly return with me again. To push destruction, and perpetual shame Out of the weak door of our fainting Land: Strait let us seek, or strait we shall be sought, The Dolphin rages at our very heels. It seems you know not then so much as we, The Cardinal Pandulph is within at rest, Who halfe an hour since came from the Dolphin, And brings from him such offers of our peace, As we with honour and respect may take, With purpose presently to leave this war. He will the rather do it, when he sees Ourselves well sinewed to our defence. Nay, 'tis in a manner done already, For many carriages he hath dispatched To the sea side, and put his cause and quarrel To the disposing of the Cardinal, With whom yourself, myself, and other Lords, If you think meet, this afternoon will post To consummate this business happily. Let it be so, and you my noble Prince, With other Princes that may best be spared, Shall wait upon your Father's Funeral. At Worster must his body be interred, For so he willed it. Thither shall it then, And happily may your sweet self put on The lineal state, and glory of the Land, To whom with all submission on my knee, I do bequeath my faithful services And true subjection everlastingly. And the like tender of our love we make To rest without a spot for evermore. I have a kind soul, that would give thankes, And knows not how to do it, but with tears. Oh let us pay the time: but needful woe, Since it hath been before hand with our griefs. This England never did, nor never shall Lie at the proud foot of a Conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now, these her Princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in Arms, And we shall shock them: Naught shall make us rue, If England to itself, do rest but true.
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The Dolphin is preparing hither-ward, Where heauen he knowes how we ſhall anſwer him. For in a night the beſt part of my powre, As I vpon aduantage did remoue, Were in the Waſhes all vnwarily, Deuoured by the vnexpected flood. You breath theſe dead newes in as dead an eare My Liege, my Lord: but now a King, now thus. Euen ſo muſt I run on, and euen ſo ſtop. What ſurety of the world, what hope, what ſtay, When this was now a King, and now is clay? Art thou gone ſo? I do but ſtay behinde, To do the office for thee, of reuenge, And then my ſoule ſhall waite on thee to heauen, As it on earth hath bene thy ſeruant ſtill. Now, now you Starres, that moue in your right ſpheres, Where be your powres? Shew now your mended faiths, And inſtantly returne with me againe. To puſh deſtruction, and perpetuall ſhame Out of the weake doore of our fainting Land: Straight let vs ſeeke, or ſtraight we ſhall be ſought, The Dolphine rages at our verie heeles. It ſeemes you know not then ſo much as we, The Cardinall Pandulph is within at reſt, Who halfe an houre ſince came from the Dolphin, And brings from him ſuch offers of our peace, As we with honor and reſpect may take, With purpoſe preſently to leaue this warre. He will the rather do it, when he ſees Our ſelues well ſinew'd to our defence. Nay, 'tis in a manner done already, For many carriages hee hath diſpatch'd To the ſea ſide, and put his cauſe and quarrell To the diſpoſing of the Cardinall, With whom your ſelfe, my ſelfe, and other Lords, If you thinke meete, this afternoone will poaſt To conſummate this buſineſſe happily. Let it be ſo, and you my noble Prince, With other Princes that may beſt be ſpar'd, Shall waite vpon your Fathers Funerall. At Worſter muſt his bodie be interr'd, For ſo he will'd it. Thither ſhall it then, And happily may your ſweet ſelfe put on The lineall ſtate, and glorie of the Land, To whom with all ſubmiſsion on my knee, I do bequeath my faithfull ſeruices And true ſubiection euerlaſtingly. And the like tender of our loue wee make To reſt without a ſpot for euermore. I haue a kinde ſoule, that would giue thankes, And knowes not how to do it, but with teares. Oh let vs pay the time: but needfull woe, Since it hath beene before hand with our greefes. This England neuer did, nor neuer ſhall Lye at the proud foote of a Conqueror, But when it firſt did helpe to wound it ſelfe. Now, theſe her Princes are come home againe, Come the three corners of the world in Armes, And we ſhall ſhocke them: Naught ſhall make vs rue, If England to it ſelfe, do reſt but true.