Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher / Shakespeare, William / Nashe, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1590 (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea · 484 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
'Tis thought Lord Talbot, when the fight began, Roused on the sudden from their drowsy Beds, They did amongst the troops of armed men, Leap o'er the Walls for refuge in the field. Myself, as far as I could well discern, For smoke, and dusky vapours of the night, Am sure I scared the Dolphin and his Trull, When Arm in Arm they both came swiftly running, Like to a pair of loving Turtle-doves, That could not live asunder day or night. After that things are set in order here, we'll follow them with all the power we have. All hail, my Lords: which of this Princely train Call ye the Warlike Talbot, for his Acts So much applauded through the Realm of France? Here is the Talbot, who would speak with him? The virtuous Lady, Countess of Ouergne, With modesty admiring thy Renown, By me entreats (great Lord) thou wouldst vouchsafe To visit her poor Castle where she lies, That she may boast she hath beheld the man, Whose glory fills the World with loud report. Is it even so? Nay, than I see our Wars Will turn unto a peaceful Comic sport, When Ladies crave to be encountered with. You may not (my Lord) despise her gentle suit. ne'er trust me then: for when a World of men Can not prevail with all their Oratory, Yet hath a Woman's kindness overruled: And therefore tell her, I return great thankes, And in submission will attend on her. Will not your Honours bear me company? No, truly, 'tis more than manners will: And I have heard it said, Unbidden Guests Are often welcomest when they are gone. Well then, alone (since there's no remedy) I mean to prove this Lady's courtesy. Come hither Captain, you perceive my mind. I do my Lord, and mean accordingly. Porter, remember what I gave in charge, And when you have done so, bring the Keys to me. Madame, I will. The Plot is laid, if all things fall out right, I shall as famous be by this exploit, As Scythian Tomyris by Cyrus' death. Great is the rumour of this dreadful Knight, And his achievements of no less account: Feign would mine eyes be witness with mine ears, To give their censure of these rare reports. Madame, according as your Ladyship desired, By Message craved, so is Lord Talbot come. And he is welcome: what? is this the man? Madame, it is. Is this the Scourge of France? Is this the Talbot, so much feared abroad? That with his Name the Mothers still their Babes? I see Report is fabulous and false. I thought I should have seen some Hercules, A second Hector, for his grim aspect, And large proportion of his strong knit Limbs. Alas, this is a Child, a silly Dwarf: It cannot be, this weak and writhled shrimp Should strike such terror to his Enemies.
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'Tis thought Lord Talbot, when the fight began, Rows'd on the ſudden from their drowſie Beds, They did amongſt the troupes of armed men, Leape o're the Walls for refuge in the field. My ſelfe, as farre as I could well diſcerne, For ſmoake, and duskie vapours of the night, Am ſure I ſcar'd the Dolphin and his Trull, When Arme in Arme they both came ſwiftly running, Like to a payre of louing Turtle-Doues, That could not liue aſunder day or night. After that things are ſet in order here, Wee'le follow them with all the power we haue. All hayle, my Lords: which of this Princely trayne Call ye the Warlike Talbot, for his Acts So much applauded through the Realme of France? Here is the Talbot, who would ſpeak with him? The vertuous Lady, Counteſſe of Ouergne, With modeſtie admiring thy Renowne, By me entreats (great Lord) thou would'ſt vouchſafe To viſit her poore Caſtle where ſhe lyes, That ſhe may boaſt ſhe hath beheld the man, Whoſe glory fills the World with lowd report. Is it euen ſo? Nay, then I ſee our Warres Will turne vnto a peacefull Comick ſport, When Ladyes craue to be encountred with. You may not (my Lord) deſpiſe her gentle ſuit. Ne're truſt me then: for when a World of men Could not preuayle with all their Oratorie, Yet hath a Womans kindneſſe ouer-rul'd: And therefore tell her, I returne great thankes, And in ſubmiſſion will attend on her. Will not your Honors beare me company? No, truly, 'tis more then manners will: And I haue heard it ſayd, Vnbidden Gueſts Are often welcommeſt when they are gone. Well then, alone (ſince there's no remedie) I meane to proue this Ladyes courteſie. Come hither Captaine, you perceiue my minde. I doe my Lord, and meane accordingly. Porter, remember what I gaue in charge, And when you haue done ſo, bring the Keyes to me. Madame, I will. The Plot is layd, if all things fall out right, I ſhall as famous be by this exploit, As Scythian Tomyris by Cyrus death. Great is the rumour of this dreadfull Knight, And his atchieuements of no leſſe account: Faine would mine eyes be witneſſe with mine eares, To giue their cenſure of theſe rare reports. Madame, according as your Ladyſhip deſir'd, By Meſſage crau'd, ſo is Lord Talbot come. And he is welcome: what? is this the man? Madame, it is. Is this the Scourge of France? Is this the Talbot, ſo much fear'd abroad? That with his Name the Mothers ſtill their Babes? I ſee Report is fabulous and falſe. I thought I ſhould haue ſeene ſome Hercules, A ſecond Hector, for his grim aſpect, And large proportion of his ſtrong knit Limbes. Alas, this is a Child, a ſilly Dwarfe: It cannot be, this weake and writhled ſhrimpe Should ſtrike ſuch terror to his Enemies.