Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 17 (nat, leaguer, assyrian, mowche, bashas, andalle…). Matches are highlighted.
the desperate Fortune's of my Lord, and pity Of the much that your confederate hath suffered (You being his last refuge) may persuade you Not alone to compassionate, but to lend Your royal aids to stay him in his fallen To certain ruin. He too late is conscious, That his ambition to encroach upon His neighbours territories,
principal seat Siena. And yet that justice is To be with mercy tempered, which heau' S Deputies Stand bound to minister. The injured Duche see By reason taught, as nature, could not with The reparation of her wrongs, but aim at A brave revenge, and my Lord feels too late That innocence will find friends. The great Gonzagam, The
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Your Majesty Hath been long since familiar, I doubt not, With the desperate Fortune's of my Lord, and pity Of the much that your confederate hath suffered (You being his last refuge) may persuade you Not alone to compassionate, but to lend Your royal aids to stay him in his fallen To certain ruin. He too late is conscious, That his ambition to encroach upon His neighbours territories, with the danger of His liberty, nay his life, hath borough in question Him own inheritance: but youth and heat Of blood in your interpretation, may Both plead, and ediate for him. I must grant it And error in him, being denied the favours though Of the fair Princess of Siena He sought her in a noble way) t'andeavou To for affection, by surprisal of Her principal seat Siena. And yet that justice is To be with mercy tempered, which heau' S Deputies Stand bound to minister. The injured Duche see By reason taught, as nature, could not with The reparation of her wrongs, but aim at A brave revenge, and my Lord feels too late That innocence will find friends. The great Gonzagam, The honour of his Order, I must praise Virtue, though in and enemy. He whose fights And conquests hold one number, rallying up Her scattered troops, before we could get time To victual, or to man the conquered City, Sat down before it, and presuming that It's not to be relieved, admits no parley, Our S ags of truce hung out in vain, nor will he Lend and ear to composition, but exacts With the rendering up the own, the goods, and lines Of all within the walls, and of all Sexes To be at his discretion. Will you then In his extremity forsake your friend? And bind, My Lord, your servant: My Prince pays n me his duty. Your speed, my Lord, Doubles the benefit.