The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 5 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 5 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Car._ Oh death, if thou wilt let me liue but one whole yeare,
Ile giue thee as much gold as will purchase such another Iland.
_King._ Oh see my Lord of Salsbury how he is troubled,
Lord Cardinall, remember Christ must saue thy soule. [dak004]
_Car._ Why died he not in his bed? ·dak005·
What would you haue me to do then?
Can I make men liue whether they will or no?
Sirra, go fetch me the strong poison which the Pothicary sent
me. [dak008]
Oh see where Duke Humphreys ghoast doth stand,
And stares me in the face. Looke, looke, coame downe his
haire, [dak010]
So now hees gone againe: Oh, oh, oh. [dak011]
_Sal._ See how the panges of death doth gripe his heart.
_King._ Lord Cardinall, if thou diest assured of heauenly blisse,
Hold vp thy hand and make some signe to vs.
The Cardinall dies.
Oh see he dies, and makes no signe at all. ·dak015·
Oh God forgiue his soule.
_Salb._ So bad an ende did neuer none behold,
But as his death, so was his life in all.
_King._ Forbeare to iudge, good Salsbury forbeare,
For God will iudge vs all. ·dak020·
Go take him hence, and see his funerals be performde. [dak021]
_Exet omnes._
SCENE XII.
Alarmes within, and the chambers be discharged, like as it were a fight
at sea. And then enter the Captaine of the ship and the Maister, and
the Maisters Mate, & the Duke of Suffolke disguised, and others with
him, and Water Whickmore.
_Cap._ Bring forward these prisoners that scorn’d to yeeld, [dal001]
Vnlade their goods with speed and sincke their ship,
Here Maister, this prisoner I giue to you.
This other, the Maisters Mate shall haue,
And Water Whickmore thou shalt haue this man, [dal005]
And let them paie their ransomes ere they passe. [dal006]
_Suffolke._ Water! He starteth.
_Water._ How now, what doest thou feare me? [dal008]
Thou shalt haue better cause anon.
_Suf._ It is thy name affrights me, not thy selfe.
I do remember well, a cunning Wyssard told me,
That by Water I should die:
Yet let not that make thee bloudie minded.
Thy name being rightly sounded,
Is Gualter, not Water. ·dal015·
_Water._ Gualter or Water, als one to me, [dal016]
I am the man must bring thee to thy death.
_Suf._ I am a Gentleman looke on my Ring,
Ransome me at what thou wilt, it shalbe paid. [dal019]
_Water._ I lost mine eye in boording of the ship, ·dal020·
And therefore ere I marchantlike sell blood for gold,
Then cast me headlong downe into the sea.
_2. Priso._ But what shall our ransomes be?
_Mai._ A hundreth pounds a piece, either paie that or die. [dal024]
_2. Priso._ Then saue our liues, it shall be paid. ·dal025·
_Water._ Come sirrha, thy life shall be the ransome [dal026]
I will haue.
_Suff._ Staie villaine, thy prisoner is a Prince,
The Duke of Suffolke, William de la Poull. [dal029]
_Cap._ The Duke of Suffolke folded vp in rags. [dal030]
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