Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 1 (nony, tailors, butler, mall, jesu, massinissa…). Matches are highlighted.
you would change your state to be a Queen. Nay muse not maiden, for she tells you true. My boon fair Queen is this, that you would go, Although my body is but small and neat, My stomach after toil requires meat, And easy suit, dread Princes will you weened? Not so great King, but nature when she framed me, Was scant of earth,
dread Princes will you weened? Not so great King, but nature when she framed me, Was scant of earth, and Nano therefore nam me: And when she saw my body was so small, She gave me wit to make it big withal. Where not, in changing this attire you wear? The policy is base I am afraid. Ask you why? what may a Queen March forth in
Say Madame, will you hear your Nano sing? What if I sing of fancy will it please? What if I sing Like Damon to my sheep? Nay since my songs afford such pleasure small, I'll fit me down, and sing you none at all. 'Tis virtue to contemn falls Fortune's spite. A smile a day, is all I will require: And if you pay me well the smiles
love Madame call help, and boldly fight it to, Although a Be be but a little thing: You know fair Queen, it hath a bitter sting. Madame although my limbs are very small, My heart is good, isle serve you there withal.
Full speech
Agree my masters, every man to his height, Though I stand lowest, I hope to get the best master. Marry I can smell a knave from a Rat. For examining wiser then thy self. Yea those are such, as have more autthoritie then wit, And more wealth then honesty. Nano. In all humility I submit my self. Yes, and thank your honour too. Then cease your tears, that have dismayed you, And cross the foe before he have betrayed you. No, take it single on your dagger so, I'll teach you Madame how to ward a blow. The time in words mispent, is little Worth, Madam walk on, and let them bring us forth. If not a man, yet Like a manly shrow. Nay you loath, To think on that, which does content us both. You scorn desport when you are weary, And loath my mirth, who live to make you merry. Tut yet you walk, you are not dead indeed, Draw me your sword, if he your way withstand. Here laid on ground, and wounded to the death. Ah gentle heart, how are these beauteous looks, Dimmed by the tyrant cruelties of death: O weary soul, break thou from forth my breast, And join thee with the soul I honoured most. The God of heaven reward the courteous knight. And they bear out Dorothea. O that is love, Madame speak I not true? Be wise, and shut such neighbours out of door. Then chain him well, and let him do his best. Good Master shut your eyes, keep that conceit, Surgeons give, Quoi e, to get a good receipt. Where as a man puts on a maidens face, For many times if Ladies wear them not, A nine months wound with little work is God. The cats abroad, stir not, the mice be still, Good Madame stand her friend, Give us some liquour to refresh her heart. Fie Princess, faint on every found report, How well nigh had you opened your estate: Cover these sorrows with the veil of joy, And hope the best, for why this war will cause, A great repentance in your husbands mind. Madame I go, yet loath to leave you here. If so you please my Lord, I straight will show it: The English king hath all the borders spoiled, Hath taken Morton prisoner, and hath slain Seven thousand Scottish Lords, not far from Tweards. Thinking our liege hath sought by many means For to appease his enemy by prayers, Nought will prevail unless he can restore, Fair Dorothea long supposed dead: To this intent he hath proclaimed late, That who so ever return the Queen to Court, Shall have a thousand Marks for his reward. Madam no You are a man, and Like a man you go. But I that am in speculation seen, Know you would change your state to be a Queen. Nay muse not maiden, for she tells you true. My boon fair Queen is this, that you would go, Although my body is but small and neat, My stomach after toil requires meat, And easy suit, dread Princes will you weened? Not so great King, but nature when she framed me, Was scant of earth, and Nano therefore nam me: And when she saw my body was so small, She gave me wit to make it big withal. Where not, in changing this attire you wear? The policy is base I am afraid. Ask you why? what may a Queen March forth in homely weed and be not seen? The Rose although in thorny shrubs she spread: Is still the Rose, her beauty's wax not dead. And noble minds although the coat be bore, Are by their semblance known, how great they are Such as may make you seem a proper man. The meanest coat for safety is not bade. Tut, go me thus, your cloak before your face, Your sword upreared with quaint & comely grace, If any come and question what you be, Say you a man, and call for witness me. Madame for show, it is and ornament, If any wrong you, draw a shining blade Withdraws a coward thief that would invade. Too much of weary madame, if you please, Fit down, let weary die, and take your ease. Set cap a huff, and challenge him the field, Suppose the worst, the weak may fight to yield. Say Madame, will you hear your Nano sing? What if I sing of fancy will it please? What if I sing Like Damon to my sheep? Nay since my songs afford such pleasure small, I'll fit me down, and sing you none at all. 'Tis virtue to contemn falls Fortune's spite. A smile a day, is all I will require: And if you pay me well the smiles you owe me, I'll kill this cursed care, or else beshrowe me. Fear not, isle run all danger out of breath. I'll lay my life this man would be a maid. Upon desire. Madam mark but my skill, isle lay my life, My master here, will prove a married wife. What blush you Madam than, To be your self, who are a feigned man? Let me alone. Come Princes weened, and let us change your weed, I long to see you now a Queen indeed. And women's faces work more wrongs then these: Take comfort Madam to cure our disease. And yet he loves a man as well as you, Only this difference, she cannot fancy too. Then Madame are you manned, I warrant you, Give me a sword, and if there grow debate, I'll come behind, and break your enemies pate. Madame Lucretius says, that to repent, Is shildish wisdom to prevent. counsel deer Princes, is a choice relief. Though Nestor wanted force, great was his wit, And though I am but weak, my words are fit. Content you Madam, thus old Ovid sings. 'Tis foolish to bewail recureless things. All though you charm my speech, charm not my love Madame call help, and boldly fight it to, Although a Be be but a little thing: You know fair Queen, it hath a bitter sting. Madame although my limbs are very small, My heart is good, isle serve you there withal.
Plot summary
Plot — The Scottish History of James the Fourth
Bohan has shut himself up in a tomb and scorns the world. He is visited by GB@FGn, who gives blessings to his sons: preferment for Nad, and for Slippér the promise of fairy help when he is in danger. Bohan shows him a story of King JameSEIV to justify his misanthropy. During the action, Oberon falls asleep. The King of Scots marries the English princess Dorothea, but in the church his eye lights on [da and he falls in tove. Al@iiKin offers to help him with his affair, hires servants (among them Slipper), and woos Ida on James’s behalf. Although Dorothea assumes the King’s pursuit of Ida is only a sham to test her own love, his behaviour and his liking for flatterers is ===== PAGE 35 ===== 1590 driving the nobles away from his court; James secretly welcomes this, since their absence gives him greater freedom of action. Ateukin attributes his lack of success with Ida to the adulterous nature of the proposal: if she had an expectation of marriage, she would be more pliable; therefore Dorothea must die, and Ateukin engages Jaqwes to murder her, with the promise of promotion at court. Ateukin uses his influence at court to sell favours. His own servants are equally corrupt: Sir Bartram bribes Slipper to steal a lease from Ateukin’s pocket, but what Slipper actually takes is the murder warrant. When the document is missed, Ateukin orders Andrew to find it; because reporting Slipper will expose his own malfeasance, Andrew instead robs him of the bribe- money to teach him a lesson. Sir Bartram shows the stolen warrant to Dorothea, and prevails upon her to escape dressed as a squire; but Jaques catches up with her, wounds her, and leaves her for dead. She is taken in by Sir GWEHBEMNAMAERSGh, whose wife, mistaking her for a young man, falls in love with ‘him’. Things go badly for the King of Scots. To insure himself against the possibility of Ateukin’s fall, Andrew secretly informs the Kinglefllngland of Dorothea’s fate. This precipitates an English invasion of Scotland in reprisal. Ateukin goes to resume the wooing of Ida, but on arrival finds her just married to Lord Eiistace; unable to persuade Jaques to kill Eustace too, he goes into hiding. Corruption, poverty, and lawlessness spread through Scotland, and the price of peace with England is ‘dead’ Dorothea’s return. When James proclaims a reward, the Queen reveals her identity to the disappointed DaayNAMGersGn, and goes to court. James puts a price on Ateukin’s head and orders Slipper and Andrew imprisoned…