Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 12 (signor, sal, zelmane, handkerchief, absolon, dissemble…). Matches are highlighted.
sin, for thou Wertenberg all to me; Vanish all State, and Wales bow to the yoke of Tyrants Servitude, no defensive stroke shall this Arm lift To save me from thy thrall: rest there regard less honour, And take a fallen before thy pride; hence forth some Humble mean, that will afford but merit to my pain, Shall be my lives traffic,
Full speech
Fly Noble Princes, we have stood out the utmost Of the day, till hope had lost his anchorage, Therefore fly, and seek some other day for victory. What think ye Princes, that we left behind The smallest attome of a seeming hope, when we Forsook the field, yowl not think so? Madam, if you dare trust your person to my protection, I will Conduct you safe into North Wales, Where Powes my Lord, and Father, yet maintains A petty Royalty: Thither if please you weened, Weel either keep or lose our selves with you. Herd you this from virtuous Winifred? Madam, either enjoin us for your safe Conduct along With us, or here defend your life to the last breath? Then to the best protection of the Heavens, We leave you to be comforted. Exit. So shall you win a second po er to yours, this Noble Prince Will with a husband be a strong defence Against your enemies. A promising fair hope, more than my three years service Had before, a month sweet Beauty, Oh let it be more to show My love wears humble Constancy, let it be two, or three. You have locked the Closet and keep the Key of it. My three months banishment I have observed, And now the dated limit gives me leave to re-aproach my Interdicted Saint; once more sweet love I do invoke thy Power, to bless my poor unspotted Sacrifice, the offering Of a loving loyal heart: This is the customary retirement Where daily she frequents, this speaks her name, and speaks Her virtues in a bubbling murmur, which many ages after her Ascent up to that glorious Asterisine above, shall keep And tell to long Posterities, within this liquid Oracle shall be Read, heaven wrought a miracle for Winifred, here I'll Li dow Await, and while my tongue takes rest, solace my thought. Nay stay sweet Virgin, rather let me leave the place, Whose presence offends the place; yet, if you vouchsafe, Offend I may by your construction, but not by willing heart. My three months exile is expired. Then give me leave to reattempt my suit, which I have Kept a painful sojourner in my unquiet bosom. 'Twas folly in my duty. Am I out rivald? You are too obstinate. A desperate debt, hopeless of recovery. Thou gilded poison, my tongue is silent, but my unquiet Thoughts will still take leave, to think of thy perverse Unkind disdain; I'll think thee peevish, and blame all Thy Sects for thy self sin, for thou Wertenberg all to me; Vanish all State, and Wales bow to the yoke of Tyrants Servitude, no defensive stroke shall this Arm lift To save me from thy thrall: rest there regard less honour, And take a fallen before thy pride; hence forth some Humble mean, that will afford but merit to my pain, Shall be my lives traffic, I'll never mind This, or too fickle, or too cruel kind, But thus conclude, for thee I prove accursed, Extreme in both, thou art both best and worst. Exit Hugh. When I understand the English Sir, I'll observe you. I'll follow straight, although to meet my ruin; The Princess Winifred is doomed to die, And I in death will bear her company. Exit. You trouble me, I pray leave. At which Angels shall wait: Saints be our guests, our souls the wedding couple, And the feast joy and eternity; our bridal room The Hall of heaven, where hand in hand weel come, Martyrs to dance a measure, which begins Unto the music of the Cherubins. It's life we seek to lose; Tyrant strike home, They are but walls of clay which thou beast down. The storm of death now comes, Bear up brave sail. That thread of gold weave still. In faith I will, in a whole Camp of Martyrs; blessed Fate She's gone for ever to and Angels state. It's sister to the Saints; o give it reverence. Why do I linger here, my love being gone? Merciful Tyrant set me on death's wings, That I may bear a partly where my love sings Eternal Hymns of joy; blessed love I come, as soon As I can set forth out of this house of earth and clay: When shall this stroke be given, That I may mount and meet my love in heaven? It's precious Wine, holy, and good. O let me kiss this heavenly cup of all my happiness: Dear Love to thy blessed souls eternal goodness, I drink this health, filled to the brim: Two hearts did never so in one stream swim, As thine and mine shall now; and though thy blood Be poisoned, this our loves keeps firm and good. My Country men and fellow Shoemakers, As of my best of friends I take my leave: We many times together have drunk healths, But none Like this: yet I'll begin to you all; But here you shall not pledge me. The love which I so found in you, Even in my latest hour, I'll not forget, But to you all begin my lasting love, Never did fair society of men more please me: you are a trade Of fellowships best mixture, nobly made. My being amongst you, thus shall you prefer, To say a Prince was once a Shoemaker. For which you now shall raise your skill aloft, And be called gentlemen of the Gentle craft. Could I give Indian Mines, they all were yours; But I have nought to give, nor ought to take, But this my farewell; therefore for my sake, When Death has seized my flesh, Take you my bones, which I bequeathe Amongst you to be buried. Now trouble me no more: Upon this stage of death I set my foot to all farewell, Angels shall clap their wings to ring my knell, And bid me welcome to the land of rest, Where my immortal love lives ever blessed: A health deer soul I'll drink to thee: so, so, H w soon he fades, that now so fresh did grow! Fly up my soul to heaven, my sins sink to the earth; Thus do I S le my holy Christian faith. That is too much Sweet Lady, do not task your happy virtues To so hard a proof, there is no strict injunction sealed, To bar the passage to a Nuptial Bed, that is a statute by Self will decreed, to make Hymen a bound slave. My Life's my Countries, and I'll offered for them: Three months I go a banished man from hence, yet this I'll borrow from beauteous excellence, When my white Plume shall in the field be spread, My word of courage shall be Winifred. Exeunt Hugh & Lords.
Plot summary
Plot — A Shoemaker a Gentleman
The Roman Emperors, Diocletian and Maximinus, bring an army to Britain to crush the Christians. Alured, the British King, is killed in battle. His sons, Eldred and Offa, change their identities and get themselves apprenticed to a shoemaker. They see their mother taken to prison after being captured on the battlefield; their sympathy for her plight impresses their new master. Alban is appointed to rule Britain and continue the persecution. Amphiabel comes from Wales and converts him to Christianity. Maximinus arrests Alban, and Amphiabel flees back to Wales, pursued by the Roman army. Meanwhile, the Welsh Queen Winifred, also converted by Amphiabel, asks her suitor Sir Hugh for a moratorium on his wooing efforts; when he completes the agreed period, however, she announces that she has given herself wholly to heaven and cannot marry him. One of the Romans pursuing Amphiabel mocks the power of Winifred’s holy well, and smears the water on his eyes; it blinds him. His sight is restored, but he ascribes the miracle to the pagan gods. Winifred and Amphiabel are both arrested and brought to see the martyrdom of Alban. Leodice, Maximinus’ daughter, becomes enamoured of her new shoemaker, Crispin, who is really Offa; she continually finds reasons to asks for new shoes and new fitting sessions. She offers to show him the image of his future wife in a magic mirror; but in fact it is an ordinary mirror, and he sees her reflection. He confides that he is not really base-born, but a disguised prince, and they are secretly married. The Romans are mustering an army to resist an invasion of the Empire by Goths and Vandals. Eldred volunteers, and the shoemaker employs Sir Hugh to fill his place. Eldred distinguishes himself in battle: he saves Diocletian’s life, takes back the eagle standard after it has been seized by the enemy, and captures the Vandal king Roderick. The barbarians are expelled, and Diocletian knights Eldred. Sir Hugh is arrested after he sees Winifred a prisoner and reviles the Roman gods. Alban and Amphiabel are tortured in an attempt to make them renounce Christianity, but they remain steadfast and are sent for execution; Alban becomes Britain’s first Christian martyr ~ but not the last. Winifred is allowed to choose the manner of her own execution; she opts to bleed to death. Sir Hugh is made to drink her blood, mixed with poison. He bequeaths his bones to the shoemakers who have come to support him, and declares that, since a prince has been a…