Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1608 (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
You would be another Penelope: yet they say, all the yearn she spun in Ulysses absence, did but fill Athica full of Moths. Come, I would your Cambric were sensible as your finger, that you might leave pricking it for pity. Come you shall go with us. No good Madam, pardon me, indeed I will not forth. In truth la go with me, and I'll tell you excellent news of your Husband. Oh good Madam, there can be none yet. Verily I do not jest with you: there came news from him last night. Indeed Madam. In earnest it's true; I heard a Senator speak it. Thus it is: the Volcies have an Army forth, against whom Cominius the General is gone, with one part of our Roman power. Your Lord, and Titus Lartius, are set down before their City Carioles, they nothing doubt prevailing, and to make it brief Wars. This is true on mine Honour, and so I pray go with us. Give me excuse good Madame, I will obey you in every thing hereafter. Let her alone Lady, as she is now: She will but disease our better mirth. In troth I think she would: Far you well then. Come good sweet Lady. Prithee Virgilia turn thy solemness out a door, And go along with us. No At a word Madam; Indeed I must not, I wish you much mirth. Well, then farewell. Yonder comes News: A Wager they have met. My horse to yours, no. 'tis done. Agreed. Say, has our General met the Enemy? They lie in view, but have not spoke as yet. So, the good Horse is mine. I'll buy him of you. No, I'll nor sell, nor give him: Lend you him I will For halfe a hundred years: Summon the Town. How far off lie these Armies? Within this mile and half. Then shall we hear their Alarm, & they Ours. Now Mars, I prithee make us quick in work, That we with smoking swords may march from hence To help our fielded Friends. Come, blow thy blast. Tullus Auffidious, is he within your Walls? No, nor a man that fears you less than he, That's lesser than a little: Hark, our Drums Are bringing forth our youth: we'll break our Walls Rather than they shall pound us up our Gates, Which yet seem shut, we have but pined with Rushes, They'll open of themselves. Hark you, far off There is Auffidious. List what work he makes Amongst your cloven Army. Oh they are at it. Their noise be our instruction. Ladders hoa. They fear us not, but issue forth their City. Now put your Shields before your hearts, and fight With hearts more proof than Shields. Advance brave Titus, They do disdain us much beyond our Thoughts, which makes me sweat with wrath. Come on my fellows He that retires, I'll take him for a Volce, And he shall feel mine edge.
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You would be another Penelope: yet they ſay, all the yearne ſhe ſpun in Vliſſes abſence, did but fill Athica full of Mothes. Come, I would your Cambrick were ſenſible as your finger, that you might leaue pricking it for pitie. Come you ſhall go with vs. No good Madam, pardon me, indeed I will not foorth. In truth la go with me, and Ile tell you excellent newes of your Husband. Oh good Madam, there can be none yet. Verily I do not ieſt with you: there came newes from him laſt night. Indeed Madam. In earneſt it's true; I heard a Senatour ſpeake it. Thus it is: the Volcies haue an Army forth, againſt whō Cominius the Generall is gone, with one part of our Romane power. Your Lord, and Titus Lartius, are ſet down before their Citie Carioles, they nothing doubt preuailing, and to make it breefe Warres. This is true on mine Honor, and ſo I pray go with vs. Giue me excuſe good Madame, I will obey you in euery thing heereafter. Let her alone Ladie, as ſhe is now: She will but diſeaſe our better mirth. In troth I thinke ſhe would: Fare you well then. Come good ſweet Ladie. Prythee Virgilia turne thy ſolemneſſe out a doore, And go along with vs. No At a word Madam; Indeed I muſt not, I wiſh you much mirth. Well, then farewell. Yonder comes Newes: A Wager they haue met. My horſe to yours, no. Tis done. Agreed. Say, ha's our Generall met the Enemy? They lye in view, but haue not ſpoke as yet. So, the good Horſe is mine. Ile buy him of you. No, Ile nor ſel, nor giue him: Lend you him I will For halfe a hundred yeares: Summon the Towne. How farre off lie theſe Armies? Within this mile and halfe. Then ſhall we heare their Larum, & they Ours. Now Mars, I prythee make vs quicke in worke, That we with ſmoaking ſwords may march from hence To helpe our fielded Friends. Come, blow thy blaſt. Tullus Auffidious, is he within your Walles? No, nor a man that feares you leſſe then he, That's leſſer then a little: Hearke, our Drummes Are bringing forth our youth: Wee'l breake our Walles Rather then they ſhall pound vs vp our Gates, Which yet ſeeme ſhut, we haue but pin'd with Ruſhes, They'le open of themſelues. Harke you, farre off There is Auffidious. Liſt what worke he makes Among'ſt your clouen Army. Oh they are at it. Their noiſe be our inſtruction. Ladders hoa. They feare vs not, but iſſue forth their Citie. Now put your Shields before your hearts, and fight With hearts more proofe then Shields. Aduance braue Titus, They do diſdaine vs much beyond our Thoughts, which makes me ſweat with wrath. Come on my fellows He that retires, Ile take him for a Volce, And he ſhall feele mine edge.