Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher / Shakespeare, William / Nashe, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1590 (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men T29 Disguise and pursuit in Look About You typicality 0.78 · 473 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T29: gloster, faukenbridge, skinke, hermit, richard, prince, iohn, porter, henry, brother.
Here's Gloster, a Foe to Citizens, One that still motions War, and never Peace, O're-charging your free Purses with large Fines; That seeks to overthrow Religion, Because he is Protector of the Realm; And would have Armour here out of the Tower, To Crown himself King, and suppress the Prince. I will not answer thee with words, but blows. Naught rests for me, in this tumultuous strife, But to make open Proclamation. Come Officer, as loud as e'er thou canst, cry: Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the Law: But we shall meet, and break our minds at large. Gloster, we'll meet to thy cost, be sure: Thy heartblood I will have for this day's work. I'll call for Clubs, if you will not away: This cardinal's more haughty than the Devil. Maior farewell: thou dost but what thou may'st. Abominable Gloster, guard thy Head, For I intent to have it ere long. See the Coast cleared, and then we will departed. Good God, these Nobles should such stomacks bear, I myself fight not once in forty year. Sirrah, thou knowst how Orleans is besieged, And how the English have the Suburbs won. Father I know, and oft have shot at them, How e'er unfortunate, I missed my aim. But now thou shalt not. Be thou ruled by me: Chief Master Gunner am I of this Town, Something I must do to procure me grace: The Prince's espyals have informed me, How the English, in the Suburbs close entrenched, Went through a secret Grate of Iron Bars, In yonder Tower, to over-peere the City, And thence discover, how with most advantage They may vex us with Shot or with Assault. To intercept this inconvenience, A Piece of Ordnance 'gainst it I have placed, And even these three days have I watched, If I could see them. Now do thou watch, For I can stay no longer. If thou spiest any, run and bring me word, And thou shalt find me at the Governors. Father, I warrant you, take you no care, I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them. Talbot, my life, my joy, again returned? How wert thou handled, being Prisoner? Or by what means gots thou to be released? Discourse I prithee on this Turret's top. The Earl of Bedford had a Prisoner, Called the brave Lord Ponton de Sautrayle, For him was I exchanged, and ransomed. But with a base man of Arms by far, Once in contempt they would have bartered me: Which I disdaining, scorned, and craved death, Rather than I would be so piled esteemed: In fine, redeemed I was as I desired. But O, the treacherous Falstaff wounds my heart, Whom with my bare fists I would execute, If I now had him brought into my power. Yet tell'st thou not, how thou wert entertained.
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Here's Gloſter, a Foe to Citizens, One that ſtill motions Warre, and neuer Peace, O're-charging your free Purſes with large Fines; That ſeekes to ouerthrow Religion, Becauſe he is Protector of the Realme; And would haue Armour here out of the Tower, To Crowne himſelfe King, and ſuppreſſe the Prince. I will not anſwer thee with words, but blowes. Naught reſts for me, in this tumultuous ſtrife, But to make open Proclamation. Come Officer, as lowd as e're thou canſt, cry: Cardinall, Ile be no breaker of the Law: But we ſhall meet, and breake our minds at large. Gloſter, wee'le meet to thy coſt, be ſure: Thy heart-blood I will haue for this dayes worke. Ile call for Clubs, if you will not away: This Cardinall's more haughtie then the Deuill. Maior farewell: thou doo'ſt but what thou may'ſt. Abhominable Gloſter, guard thy Head, For I intend to haue it ere long. See the Coaſt clear'd, and then we will depart. Good God, theſe Nobles ſhould ſuch ſtomacks beare, I my ſelfe fight not once in fortie yeere. Sirrha, thou know'ſt how Orleance is beſieg'd, And how the Engliſh haue the Suburbs wonne. Father I know, and oft haue ſhot at them, How e're vnfortunate, I miſs'd my ayme. But now thou ſhalt not. Be thou rul'd by me: Chiefe Maſter Gunner am I of this Towne, Something I muſt doe to procure me grace: The Princes eſpyals haue informed me, How the Engliſh, in the Suburbs cloſe entrencht, Went through a ſecret Grate of Iron Barres, In yonder Tower, to ouer-peere the Citie, And thence diſcouer, how with moſt aduantage They may vex vs with Shot or with Aſſault. To intercept this inconuenience, A Peece of Ordnance 'gainſt it I haue plac'd, And euen theſe three dayes haue I watcht, If I could ſee them. Now doe thou watch, For I can ſtay no longer. If thou ſpy'ſt any, runne and bring me word, And thou ſhalt finde me at the Gouernors. Father, I warrant you, take you no care, Ile neuer trouble you, if I may ſpye them. Talbot, my life, my ioy, againe return'd? How wert thou handled, being Priſoner? Or by what meanes got's thou to be releas'd? Diſcourſe I prethee on this Turrets top. The Earle of Bedford had a Priſoner, Call'd the braue Lord Ponton de Sautrayle, For him was I exchang'd, and ranſom'd. But with a baſer man of Armes by farre, Once in contempt they would haue barter'd me: Which I diſdaining, ſcorn'd, and craued death, Rather then I would be ſo pil'd eſteem'd: In fine, redeem'd I was as I deſir'd. But O, the trecherous Falſtaffe wounds my heart, Whom with my bare fiſts I would execute, If I now had him brought into my power. Yet tell'ſt thou not, how thou wert entertain'd.