Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 21 (gar, shillings, alii, yongrave, ogenes, nat…). Matches are highlighted.
down, he rescued me: And said deer Brother live, and be a King Who told me, when we both lay in the Field, Frozen (almost) to death, how he did lap me Even in his Garments, and did give himself (All thin and naked) to the numb cold night? All this from my Remembrance, brutish wrath Sinfully plucked, and not a man of you Had so
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Good Grandam tell us, is our Father dead? Why so: now have I done a good days work. You Peers, continue this united League: I, every day expect and Embassage From my Redeemer, to redeem me hence. And more to peace my soul shall partly to heaven, Since I have made my Friends at peace on earth. Dorset and Rivers, take each others hand, Dissemble not your hatred, Swear your love. Take heed you dally not before your King, Lest he that is the supreme King of Kings Confound your hidden falsehood, and award Either of you to be the others end. Madam, your self is not exempt from this: Nor you Son Dorset, Buckingham nor you; You have be factious one against the other. Wife, love Lord Hastings, let him kiss your hand, And what you do, do it unfeignedly. Dorset, embrace him: Hastings, love Lord Marquess. Now Princely Buckingham, seal y u this league With thy embracements to my wives Allies, And make me happy in your unity. A pleasing Cordial, Princely Buckingham Is this thy Vow, unto my sickly heart: There wants now our Brother Gloucester here, To make the blessed perjod of this peace. Who knows not he is dead? Who knows he is? Is Clarence dead? The Order was reversed. I prithee peace, my soul is full of sorrow. Then say at once, what is it thou requests. Have I a tongue to doom my Brother's death? And shall that tongue give pardon to a slave? My Brother killed no man, his fault was Thought, And yet his punishment was bitter death. Who sued to me for him? Who (in my wrath) Kneeled and my feet, and bid me be advised? Who spoke of Brotherhood? who spoke of love? Who told me how the poor soul did forsake The mighty Warwick, and did fight for me? Who told me in the field at Tewksbury, When Oxford had me down, he rescued me: And said deer Brother live, and be a King Who told me, when we both lay in the Field, Frozen (almost) to death, how he did lap me Even in his Garments, and did give himself (All thin and naked) to the numb cold night? All this from my Remembrance, brutish wrath Sinfully plucked, and not a man of you Had so much grace to put it in my mind. But when your Carters, or your waiting Vassals Have done a drunken Slaughter, and defaced The precious Image of our deer Redeemer, You straight are on your knees for Pardon, pardon, And I (unjustly too) must grant it you. But for my Brother, not a man would speak, Nor I (ungracious) speak unto my self For him poor Soul. The proudest of you all, Have been beholding to him in his life: Yet none of you, would once beg for his life. Oh God! I fear thy justice will take hold On me, and you; and mine, and yours for this. Come Hastings help me to my Closet. Ah poor Clarence. By heaven, my soul is purged from grudging hate And with my hand I seal my true hearts Love. Happy indeed, as we have spent the day: Gloucester, we have done deeds of Charity, Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, Between these swelling wrong incensed Peers.