Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher / Shakespeare, William / Nashe, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1590 (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea typicality 0.83 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
Is Talbot slain, the Frenchmens only Scourge, Your Kingdom's terror, and black Nemesis? Oh were mine eyeballs into Bullets turned, That I in rage might shoot them at your faces. Oh, that I could but call these dead to life, It were enough to fright the Realm of France. Were but his Picture left amongst you here, It would amaze the proudest of you all. Give me their Bodies, that I may bear them hence, And give them Burial, as beseems their worth. I think this upstart is old Talbots Ghost, He speaks with such a proud commanding spirit: For God's sake let him have him, to keep them here, They would but stink, and putrefy the air. Go take their bodies hence. I'll bear them hence: but from their ashes shall be reared A Phoenix that shall make all France affear'd. So we be rid of them, do with him what thou wilt. And now to Paris in this conquering vain, All will be ours, now bloody Talbots slain. Have you perused the Letters from the Pope, The Emperor, and the Earl of Arminack? I have my Lord, and their intent is this, They humbly sue unto your Excellence, To have a godly peace concluded of, Between the Realms of England, and of France. How doth your Grace affect their motion? Well (my good Lord) and as the only means To stop effusion of our Christian blood, And establish quietness on every side. I marry Uncle, for I always thought It was both impious and unnatural, That such immanity and bloody strife Should reign among Professors of one Faith. Beside my Lord, the sooner to effect, And surer bind this knot of amity, The Earl of Arminacke near knit to Charles, A man of great Authority in France, Proffers his only daughter to your Grace, In marriage, with a large and sumptuous Dowry. Marriage Uncle? Alas my years are young: And fit is my study, and my Books, Than wanton dalliance with a Paramour. Yet call th' Ambassadors, and as you please, So let them have their answers every one: I shall be well content with any choice Tends to God's glory, and my Country's weal. What, is my Lord of Winchester installed, And called unto a Cardinal's degree? Then I perceive, that will be verified Henry the Fift did sometime prophesy. If once he come to be a Cardinal, he'll make his cap coequal with the Crown. My Lords Ambassadors, your several suits Have been considered and debated on, Your purpose is both good and reasonable: And therefore are we certainly resolved, To draw conditions of a friendly peace, Which by my Lord of Winchester we mean Shall be transported presently to France. And for the proffer of my Lord your Master, I have informed his Highness so at large, As liking of the Ladies virtuous gifts, Her Beauty, and the value of her Dower, He doth intent she shall be England's Queen.
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Is Talbot ſlaine, the Frenchmens only Scourge, Your Kingdomes terror, and blacke Nemeſis? Oh were mine eye-balles into Bullets turn'd, That I in rage might ſhoot them at your faces. Oh, that I could but call theſe dead to life, It were enough to fright the Realme of France. Were but his Picture left amongſt you here, It would amaze the prowdeſt of you all. Giue me their Bodyes, that I may beare them hence, And giue them Buriall, as beſeemes their worth. I thinke this vpſtart is old Talbots Ghoſt, He ſpeakes with ſuch a proud commanding ſpirit: For Gods ſake let him haue him, to keepe them here, They would but ſtinke, and putrifie the ayre. Go take their bodies hence. Ile beare them hence: but from their aſhes ſhal be reard A Phoenix that ſhall make all France affear'd. So we be rid of them, do with him what yu wilt. And now to Paris in this conquering vaine, All will be ours, now bloody Talbots ſlaine. Haue you perus'd the Letters from the Pope, The Emperor, and the Earle of Arminack? I haue my Lord, and their intent is this, They humbly ſue vnto your Excellence, To haue a godly peace concluded of, Betweene the Realmes of England, and of France. How doth your Grace affect their motion? Well (my good Lord) and as the only meanes To ſtop effuſion of our Chriſtian blood, And ſtabliſh quietneſſe on euery ſide. I marry Vnckle, for I alwayes thought It was both impious and vnnaturall, That ſuch immanity and bloody ſtrife Should reigne among Profeſſors of one Faith. Beſide my Lord, the ſooner to effect, And ſurer binde this knot of amitie, The Earle of Arminacke neere knit to Charles, A man of great Authoritie in France, Proffers his onely daughter to your Grace, In marriage, with a large and ſumptuous Dowrie. Marriage Vnckle? Alas my yeares are yong: And fitter is my ſtudie, and my Bookes, Than wanton dalliance with a Paramour. Yet call th' Embaſſadors, and as you pleaſe, So let them haue their anſweres euery one: I ſhall be well content with any choyce Tends to Gods glory, and my Countries weale. What, is my Lord of Wincheſter inſtall'd, And call'd vnto a Cardinalls degree? Then I perceiue, that will be verified Henry the Fift did ſometime propheſie. If once he come to be a Cardinall, Hee'l make his cap coequall with the Crowne. My Lords Ambaſſadors, your ſeuerall ſuites Haue bin conſider'd and debated on, Your purpoſe is both good and reaſonable: And therefore are we certainly reſolu'd, To draw conditions of a friendly peace, Which by my Lord of Wincheſter we meane Shall be tranſported preſently to France. And for the proffer of my Lord your Maſter, I haue inform'd his Highneſſe ſo at large, As liking of the Ladies vertuous gifts, Her Beauty, and the valew of her Dower, He doth intend ſhe ſhall be Englands Queene.