Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 3 (numps, numpes, blastfield, wares, parson, nidden…). Matches are highlighted.
My Lord y're sad. You may Think on em with less trouble. You have more confidence in Vittori, sent To meet the insulting King, he has heene fortunate In many wars. Your wishes ere Against the common peace, if he prove not A happy Admiral we are lost. I am gone sir. Your servant Julio Where is the Prince? I beg
attempt he makes against The town your head must answer it, and I cannot Believe how ere particular wrongs inflame him To a revenge, but he retains that piety Which nature printed in him towards a Father. Julio. Here the Prince! The Prince is troubled, something Like Excess of joy transports him. Imagine how a father Can apprehend
Full speech
My Lord y're sad. You may Think on em with less trouble. You have more confidence in Vittori, sent To meet the insulting King, he has heene fortunate In many wars. Your wishes ere Against the common peace, if he prove not A happy Admiral we are lost. I am gone sir. Your servant Julio Where is the Prince? I beg your graces pardon. He has and please your highness, heaven Has smiled upon his undertaking, it renews my youth to hear it. My Lord. You envy him, it was your cause he fought, And for his Country. If all virtue Were left to her own protection, my Lord, Unarmed with strength and policy, best states Would find shrewed innovations. I dare not think so foully. He that shall dare to say Alphonso is A traitor, let his veins partake no blood Of yours, and he shall curse he had a tongue. Ingrateful Prince. Not I and please your grace, I wish it heartily Undone. That's his torment. How's this? Embarked with his fair Mistress, I observe My Lord which way your anger moves, in vain You vex your soul for them, the Sea's no partly Of your command, the winds are Master's there, Which cannot raise a storm so black and ominons, As their own country. I, there's the King, Let me use one word more Royal sir, to you. Fear not Prince, my soul's not fallen So low to beg compassion. My duty still preserved, I would advice Your age to quit the trouble of your Kingdom, And ask the Princes leave to turn a Capuchin, Why should you stoups with burden of such a state, And have a son so active, turn Fryer, my Lord, And make the youngman King. It may be another leet, meant to relieve The first, and came not forth so soon. What letter wast Julio, the Captain brought? I could distinguish it did strangely move him. I think so too; The Prince hath cold his resolution By this time. He has sent Him word, the first attempt he makes against The town your head must answer it, and I cannot Believe how ere particular wrongs inflame him To a revenge, but he retains that piety Which nature printed in him towards a Father. Julio. Here the Prince! The Prince is troubled, something Like Excess of joy transports him. Imagine how a father Can apprehend the absence of a son He loved so dearly, but he's justly punished For his indulgence, though we dare not say so. Can you forget it. Peace, the King. The King ever loved him. Fabio what is she?
Plot summary
Plot — The Young Admiral
Cesario has provoked a war between Sicily and Naples by wounding the King of Sicily’s favourite, Horatio, and by refusing to marry his daughter, Rosinda; he is more interested in Cassandra, the girlfriend of the Neapolitan Admiral Vittori. He pesters her unsuccessfully while Vittori is away fighting the war, then has Vittori’s father Alphonso imprisoned. When Vittori returns in triumph, he finds the city gates shut against him on Cesario’s orders. Offered a reward by the King, Cesario’s father, Vittori asks for Alphonso’s freedom; the King agrees only on condition that Vittori and Cassandra go into exile. The banished pair are shipwrecked on the Neapolitan coast and fall into the hands of the regrouped Sicilian army. Cassandra is taken into Rosinda’s custody and Vittori offered a choice: if he agrees to lead the army against Naples, Cassandra’s life will be spared. Torn between love and honour, he chooses love. He goes to Naples, disguised as a herald, and tries to persuade the King to surrender; but Cesario complicates his dilemma by sending back the message that Alphonso will be executed if Vittori fights. The threat is a bluff: after the message is sent, Alphonso is appointed to command the Neapolitan army against his son. Rosinda is with the invasion forces because, despite everything, she loves Cesario. Cassandra writes to him to set up an assignation, intending that Rosinda should go in her place. Cesario agrees to come into the Sicilian camp for the meeting, but the plan is overheard by Horatio, who tells the King. Cesario is arrested on arrival and held as a hostage. Vittori assumes that Cassandra was two-timing him, and decides to fight and save Alphonso. Rosinda corrects his misapprehension, and they go in disguise to Naples, where she offers herself as a reciprocal hostage: now Sicily cannot harm Cesario without Naples harming Rosinda, and vice versa. The war ends with a marriage treaty: Cesario accepts Rosinda and apologises for wounding Horatio. In the sub-plot, Pazzorello is afraid of battle, and accepts Didimo’s offer of magical protection against injury. He meets with a witch—actually Rosinda’s waiting-woman in disguise—and, after he has handed over all his money, he is blindfolded for the magical ceremony. Didimo assaults him, telling him that each blow adds to his invulnerability. With his courage reinforced, he picks a fight with a soldier, and comes off worst—because, Didimo explains, the weapons used against him were not included in…