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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"RObert of Artoys banisht though thou be,
From Fraunce thy natiue Country, yet with vs,
Thou shalt retayne as great a Seigniorie:
For we create thee Earle of Richmond heere,
And now goe forwards with our pedegree,
Who next succeeded Phillip of Bew,
Ar."
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TLCMap IDte07b5
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:08 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:08
- Placename
- richmond
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude54.4037413 Longitude-1.736891508
Description
"RObert of Artoys banisht though thou be,
From Fraunce thy natiue Country, yet with vs,
Thou shalt retayne as great a Seigniorie:
For we create thee Earle of Richmond heere,
And now goe forwards with our pedegree,
Who next succeeded Phillip of Bew,
Ar."
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TLCMap IDte07b6
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:08 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:08
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"RObert of Artoys banisht though thou be,
From Fraunce thy natiue Country, yet with vs,
Thou shalt retayne as great a Seigniorie:
For we create thee Earle of Richmond heere,
And now goe forwards with our pedegree,
Who next succeeded Phillip of Bew,
Ar."
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TLCMap IDte07b7
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:08 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:08
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Art: Perhaps it will be thought a heynous thing,
That I a French man should discouer this,
But heauen I call to recorde of my vowes,
It is not hate nor any priuat wronge,
But loue vnto my country and the right,
Prouokes my tongue thus lauish in report."
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TLCMap IDte07bb
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:10 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:10
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"But not the rancor of rebellious mindes:
When thus the lynage of Bew was out;
The French obscurd your mothers Priuiledge,
And though she were the next of blood, proclaymed
Iohn of the house of Valoys now their king:
The reason was, they say the Realme of Fraunce,
Repleat with Princes of great parentage,
Ought not admit a gouernor to rule,
Except he be discended ofthe male,
And thats the speciall ground of their contempt:
Wherewith they study to exclude your grace:
But they shall finde that forged ground of theirs,
3
To be but dusty heapes, of brittile sande."
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TLCMap IDte07bc
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:11 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:11
Details
Latitude49.42922862 Longitude2.076193589
Description
"You are the lyneal watch men of our peace,
And Iohn of Valoys, in directly climbes,
What then should subiects but imbrace their King,
Ah where in may our duety more be seene,
Then stryuing to rebate a tyrants pride,
And place the true shepheard of our comonwealth,
King: This counsayle Artoyes like to fruictfull shewers,
Hath added growth vnto my dignitye,
And by the fiery vigor of thy words,
Hot courage is engendred in my brest,
Which heretofore was rakt in ignorance,
But nowe doth mount with golden winges offame,
And will approue faire Issabells discent,
Able to yoak their stubburne necks with steele,
That spurne against my souereignety in France."
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TLCMap IDte07bd
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:11 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:11
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"But not the rancor of rebellious mindes:
When thus the lynage of Bew was out;
The French obscurd your mothers Priuiledge,
And though she were the next of blood, proclaymed
Iohn of the house of Valoys now their king:
The reason was, they say the Realme of Fraunce,
Repleat with Princes of great parentage,
Ought not admit a gouernor to rule,
Except he be discended ofthe male,
And thats the speciall ground of their contempt:
Wherewith they study to exclude your grace:
But they shall finde that forged ground of theirs,
3
To be but dusty heapes, of brittile sande."
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TLCMap IDte07b9
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:09 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:09
Details
Latitude49.42922862 Longitude2.076193589
Description
"But not the rancor of rebellious mindes:
When thus the lynage of Bew was out;
The French obscurd your mothers Priuiledge,
And though she were the next of blood, proclaymed
Iohn of the house of Valoys now their king:
The reason was, they say the Realme of Fraunce,
Repleat with Princes of great parentage,
Ought not admit a gouernor to rule,
Except he be discended ofthe male,
And thats the speciall ground of their contempt:
Wherewith they study to exclude your grace:
But they shall finde that forged ground of theirs,
3
To be but dusty heapes, of brittile sande."
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TLCMap IDte07c0
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:11 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:11
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Three sonnes of his, which all successefully,
Did sit vpon theirfathers regall Throne:
Yet dyed and left no issue of their loynes:
King: But was my mother sister vnto those:
Art: Shee was my Lord, and onely Issabel,
Was all the daughters that this Phillip had,
Whome afterward your father tooke to wife:
And from the fragrant garden of her wombe,
Your gratious selfe the flower of Europes hope:
Deriued is inheritor to Fraunce."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07ba
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:09 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:09
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"You are the lyneal watch men of our peace,
And Iohn of Valoys, in directly climbes,
What then should subiects but imbrace their King,
Ah where in may our duety more be seene,
Then stryuing to rebate a tyrants pride,
And place the true shepheard of our comonwealth,
King: This counsayle Artoyes like to fruictfull shewers,
Hath added growth vnto my dignitye,
And by the fiery vigor of thy words,
Hot courage is engendred in my brest,
Which heretofore was rakt in ignorance,
But nowe doth mount with golden winges offame,
And will approue faire Issabells discent,
Able to yoak their stubburne necks with steele,
That spurne against my souereignety in France."
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TLCMap IDte07be
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:11 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:11
- Placename
- artoyes
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"You are the lyneal watch men of our peace,
And Iohn of Valoys, in directly climbes,
What then should subiects but imbrace their King,
Ah where in may our duety more be seene,
Then stryuing to rebate a tyrants pride,
And place the true shepheard of our comonwealth,
King: This counsayle Artoyes like to fruictfull shewers,
Hath added growth vnto my dignitye,
And by the fiery vigor of thy words,
Hot courage is engendred in my brest,
Which heretofore was rakt in ignorance,
But nowe doth mount with golden winges offame,
And will approue faire Issabells discent,
Able to yoak their stubburne necks with steele,
That spurne against my souereignety in France."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07bf
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:11 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:11
- Placename
- lorrayne
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.697606 Longitude6.177920276
Description
"sound a horne
A mestenger, Lord Awdley know from whence,
Enter a messenger Lorragne,
Aud: The Duke of Lorrayne, hauing crost the seas,
In treates he may haue conference with your highnes."
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TLCMap IDte07c1
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:12 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:12
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"sound a horne
A mestenger, Lord Awdley know from whence,
Enter a messenger Lorragne,
Aud: The Duke of Lorrayne, hauing crost the seas,
In treates he may haue conference with your highnes."
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TLCMap IDte07c5
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:13 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:13
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Lor: The most renowned prince K. Iohn of France,
Doth greete thee Edward, and by me commandes,
That for so mnch as by his liberall gift,
The Guyen Dukedome is entayld to thee,
Thou do him lowly homage for the same."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07c3
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:12 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:12
Details
Latitude44.50160865 Longitude0.156330831
Description
"Lor: The most renowned prince K. Iohn of France,
Doth greete thee Edward, and by me commandes,
That for so mnch as by his liberall gift,
The Guyen Dukedome is entayld to thee,
Thou do him lowly homage for the same."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07c4
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:13 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:13
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"And for that purpose here I somon thee,
Repaire to France within these forty daies,
That there according as the coustome is."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07c6
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:14 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:14
- Placename
- lorrayne
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.697606 Longitude6.177920276
Description
"Say Duke of Lorrayne wherefore art thou come."
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TLCMap IDte07c2
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:12 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:12
- Placename
- lorrayne
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.697606 Longitude6.177920276
Description
"K. Ed: See how occasion laughes me in the face,
No sooner minded to prepare for France,
But straight I am inuited, nay with threats,
Vppon a penaltie inioynd to come:
Twere but a childish part to say him nay,
Lorrayne returne this answere to thy Lord,
I meane to visit him as he requests,
But how?"
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07c8
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:14 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:14
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Pri: Defiance French man we rebound it backe,
Euen to the bottom of thy masters throat,
And be it spoke with reuerence of the King,
My gratious father and these other Lordes,
I hold thy message but as scurrylous,
And him that sent thee like the lazy droane,
Crept vp by stelth vnto the Eagles nest,
From whence wele shake him with so rough a storme,
As others shalbe warned by his harme,
War: Byd him leaue of the Lyons case he weares,
Least meeting with the Lyon in the feeld,
He chaunce to teare him peecemeale for his pride."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07c7
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:14 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:14
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"K. Ed: See how occasion laughes me in the face,
No sooner minded to prepare for France,
But straight I am inuited, nay with threats,
Vppon a penaltie inioynd to come:
Twere but a childish part to say him nay,
Lorrayne returne this answere to thy Lord,
I meane to visit him as he requests,
But how?"
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07c9
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:14 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:14
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"It is not that nor any English braue,
Afflicts me so, as doth his poysoned view,
That is most false, should most of all be true."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07ca
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:15 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:15
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"That with the nightingale I shall be scard:
As oft as I dispose my selfe to rest,
Vntill my collours be displaide in Fraunce:
This is thy finall Answere, so be gone."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07cb
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:15 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:15
- Placename
- lorraine
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.697606 Longitude6.177920276
Description
"Lorraine behold the sharpnes of this steele:
Feruent desire that sits against my heart,
Is farre more thornie pricking than this blade."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07ce
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:16 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:16
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"How stands the league betweene the Scot and vs?"
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07cc
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:15 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:15
- Placename
- rocksborough
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude55.59748274 Longitude-2.454839158
Description
"Mo: Crackt and disseuered my renowned Lord:
The treacherous King no sooner was informde,
Of your with drawing of your army backe:
But straight forgetting of his former othe,
He made inuasion on the bordering Townes:
Barwicke is woon, Newcastle spoyld and lost,
And now the tyrant hath beguirt with seege,
The Castle of Rocksborough, where inclosd,
The Countes Salsbury is like to perish:
King."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07d1
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:17 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:17
- Placename
- newcastle
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude54.97882157 Longitude-1.61462477
Description
"Mo: Crackt and disseuered my renowned Lord:
The treacherous King no sooner was informde,
Of your with drawing of your army backe:
But straight forgetting of his former othe,
He made inuasion on the bordering Townes:
Barwicke is woon, Newcastle spoyld and lost,
And now the tyrant hath beguirt with seege,
The Castle of Rocksborough, where inclosd,
The Countes Salsbury is like to perish:
King."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07d3
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:18 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:18
- Placename
- barwicke
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude55.77009357 Longitude-2.004073854
Description
"Mo: Crackt and disseuered my renowned Lord:
The treacherous King no sooner was informde,
Of your with drawing of your army backe:
But straight forgetting of his former othe,
He made inuasion on the bordering Townes:
Barwicke is woon, Newcastle spoyld and lost,
And now the tyrant hath beguirt with seege,
The Castle of Rocksborough, where inclosd,
The Countes Salsbury is like to perish:
King."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07cd
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:16 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:16
- Placename
- mouneford
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.77244558 Longitude1.8128208
Description
"Whose husband hath in Brittayne serud so long,
About the planting of Lord Mouneford there?"
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07d2
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:17 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:17
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Ki: Ignoble Dauid hast thou none to greeue,
But silly Ladies with thy threatning armes:
But I will make you shrinke your snailie hornes,
First therefore Audley this shalbe thy charge,
Go leuie footemen for our warres in Fraunce;
And Ned take muster of our men at armes,
In euery shire elect a seuerall band,
Let them be Souldiers of a lustie spirite,
Such as dread nothing but dishonors blot,
Be warie therefore since we do comence,
A famous Warre, and with so mighty a nation:
Derby be thou Embassador for vs,
Vnto our Father in Law the Earle of Henalt:
Make him acquainted with our enterprise,
And likewise will him with our owne allies,
That are in Flaundsrs, to solicite to,
The Emperour of Almaigne in our name:
Myselfe whilst you are ioyntly thus employd,
Will with these forces that I haue at hand,
March, and once more repulse the trayterous Scot:
But Sirs be resolute, we shal haue warres
On euery side, and Ned, thou must begin,
Now to forget thy study and thy bookes,
And vre thy shoulders to an Armors weight."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07d9
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:20 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:20
- Placename
- warwicke
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.2786867 Longitude-1.588634483
Description
"That is thy daughter Warwicke is it not?"
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07cf
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:17 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:17
- Placename
- salsbury
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"Mo: Crackt and disseuered my renowned Lord:
The treacherous King no sooner was informde,
Of your with drawing of your army backe:
But straight forgetting of his former othe,
He made inuasion on the bordering Townes:
Barwicke is woon, Newcastle spoyld and lost,
And now the tyrant hath beguirt with seege,
The Castle of Rocksborough, where inclosd,
The Countes Salsbury is like to perish:
King."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07d0
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:17 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:17
Details
Latitude50.53162543 Longitude4.038310456
Description
"Ki: Ignoble Dauid hast thou none to greeue,
But silly Ladies with thy threatning armes:
But I will make you shrinke your snailie hornes,
First therefore Audley this shalbe thy charge,
Go leuie footemen for our warres in Fraunce;
And Ned take muster of our men at armes,
In euery shire elect a seuerall band,
Let them be Souldiers of a lustie spirite,
Such as dread nothing but dishonors blot,
Be warie therefore since we do comence,
A famous Warre, and with so mighty a nation:
Derby be thou Embassador for vs,
Vnto our Father in Law the Earle of Henalt:
Make him acquainted with our enterprise,
And likewise will him with our owne allies,
That are in Flaundsrs, to solicite to,
The Emperour of Almaigne in our name:
Myselfe whilst you are ioyntly thus employd,
Will with these forces that I haue at hand,
March, and once more repulse the trayterous Scot:
But Sirs be resolute, we shal haue warres
On euery side, and Ned, thou must begin,
Now to forget thy study and thy bookes,
And vre thy shoulders to an Armors weight."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte07d6
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:19 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:19
Details
Latitude52.92254534 Longitude-1.479591253
Description
"Ki: Ignoble Dauid hast thou none to greeue,
But silly Ladies with thy threatning armes:
But I will make you shrinke your snailie hornes,
First therefore Audley this shalbe thy charge,
Go leuie footemen for our warres in Fraunce;
And Ned take muster of our men at armes,
In euery shire elect a seuerall band,
Let them be Souldiers of a lustie spirite,
Such as dread nothing but dishonors blot,
Be warie therefore since we do comence,
A famous Warre, and with so mighty a nation:
Derby be thou Embassador for vs,
Vnto our Father in Law the Earle of Henalt:
Make him acquainted with our enterprise,
And likewise will him with our owne allies,
That are in Flaundsrs, to solicite to,
The Emperour of Almaigne in our name:
Myselfe whilst you are ioyntly thus employd,
Will with these forces that I haue at hand,
March, and once more repulse the trayterous Scot:
But Sirs be resolute, we shal haue warres
On euery side, and Ned, thou must begin,
Now to forget thy study and thy bookes,
And vre thy shoulders to an Armors weight."
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TLCMap IDte07d5
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:19 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:19
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.18782581 Longitude10.25091522
Description
"Ki: Ignoble Dauid hast thou none to greeue,
But silly Ladies with thy threatning armes:
But I will make you shrinke your snailie hornes,
First therefore Audley this shalbe thy charge,
Go leuie footemen for our warres in Fraunce;
And Ned take muster of our men at armes,
In euery shire elect a seuerall band,
Let them be Souldiers of a lustie spirite,
Such as dread nothing but dishonors blot,
Be warie therefore since we do comence,
A famous Warre, and with so mighty a nation:
Derby be thou Embassador for vs,
Vnto our Father in Law the Earle of Henalt:
Make him acquainted with our enterprise,
And likewise will him with our owne allies,
That are in Flaundsrs, to solicite to,
The Emperour of Almaigne in our name:
Myselfe whilst you are ioyntly thus employd,
Will with these forces that I haue at hand,
March, and once more repulse the trayterous Scot:
But Sirs be resolute, we shal haue warres
On euery side, and Ned, thou must begin,
Now to forget thy study and thy bookes,
And vre thy shoulders to an Armors weight."
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TLCMap IDte07d8
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:20 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:20
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Ki: Ignoble Dauid hast thou none to greeue,
But silly Ladies with thy threatning armes:
But I will make you shrinke your snailie hornes,
First therefore Audley this shalbe thy charge,
Go leuie footemen for our warres in Fraunce;
And Ned take muster of our men at armes,
In euery shire elect a seuerall band,
Let them be Souldiers of a lustie spirite,
Such as dread nothing but dishonors blot,
Be warie therefore since we do comence,
A famous Warre, and with so mighty a nation:
Derby be thou Embassador for vs,
Vnto our Father in Law the Earle of Henalt:
Make him acquainted with our enterprise,
And likewise will him with our owne allies,
That are in Flaundsrs, to solicite to,
The Emperour of Almaigne in our name:
Myselfe whilst you are ioyntly thus employd,
Will with these forces that I haue at hand,
March, and once more repulse the trayterous Scot:
But Sirs be resolute, we shal haue warres
On euery side, and Ned, thou must begin,
Now to forget thy study and thy bookes,
And vre thy shoulders to an Armors weight."
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TLCMap IDte07d4
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:18 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:18
- Placename
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- Type
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Details
Latitude51.07853423 Longitude4.089804414
Description
"Ki: Ignoble Dauid hast thou none to greeue,
But silly Ladies with thy threatning armes:
But I will make you shrinke your snailie hornes,
First therefore Audley this shalbe thy charge,
Go leuie footemen for our warres in Fraunce;
And Ned take muster of our men at armes,
In euery shire elect a seuerall band,
Let them be Souldiers of a lustie spirite,
Such as dread nothing but dishonors blot,
Be warie therefore since we do comence,
A famous Warre, and with so mighty a nation:
Derby be thou Embassador for vs,
Vnto our Father in Law the Earle of Henalt:
Make him acquainted with our enterprise,
And likewise will him with our owne allies,
That are in Flaundsrs, to solicite to,
The Emperour of Almaigne in our name:
Myselfe whilst you are ioyntly thus employd,
Will with these forces that I haue at hand,
March, and once more repulse the trayterous Scot:
But Sirs be resolute, we shal haue warres
On euery side, and Ned, thou must begin,
Now to forget thy study and thy bookes,
And vre thy shoulders to an Armors weight."
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TLCMap IDte07d7
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:19 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:19
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"Alas how much in vaine my poore eyes gaze,
For souccour that my soueraigne should send;
A cosin Mountague, I feare thou wants,
The liuely spirirt sharpely to solicit,
Wth vehement sute the king in my behalfe:
Thou dost not tell him what a griefe it is,
To be the scornefull captiue to a Scot,
Either to be wooed with broad vntuned othes,
Or forst by rough insulting barbarisme:
Thou doest not tell him if he heere preuaile,
How much they will deride vs in the North,
And in their vild vnseuill skipping giggs,
Bray foorth their Conquest, and our ouerthrow,
Euen in the barraine, bleake and fruitlesse aire,
Enter Dauid and Douglas, Lorraine."
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TLCMap IDte07da
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:20 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:20
Details
Latitude54.97386344 Longitude-2.110562723
Description
"Alas how much in vaine my poore eyes gaze,
For souccour that my soueraigne should send;
A cosin Mountague, I feare thou wants,
The liuely spirirt sharpely to solicit,
Wth vehement sute the king in my behalfe:
Thou dost not tell him what a griefe it is,
To be the scornefull captiue to a Scot,
Either to be wooed with broad vntuned othes,
Or forst by rough insulting barbarisme:
Thou doest not tell him if he heere preuaile,
How much they will deride vs in the North,
And in their vild vnseuill skipping giggs,
Bray foorth their Conquest, and our ouerthrow,
Euen in the barraine, bleake and fruitlesse aire,
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TLCMap IDte07db
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:21 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:21
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"Ki: Ignoble Dauid hast thou none to greeue,
But silly Ladies with thy threatning armes:
But I will make you shrinke your snailie hornes,
First therefore Audley this shalbe thy charge,
Go leuie footemen for our warres in Fraunce;
And Ned take muster of our men at armes,
In euery shire elect a seuerall band,
Let them be Souldiers of a lustie spirite,
Such as dread nothing but dishonors blot,
Be warie therefore since we do comence,
A famous Warre, and with so mighty a nation:
Derby be thou Embassador for vs,
Vnto our Father in Law the Earle of Henalt:
Make him acquainted with our enterprise,
And likewise will him with our owne allies,
That are in Flaundsrs, to solicite to,
The Emperour of Almaigne in our name:
Myselfe whilst you are ioyntly thus employd,
Will with these forces that I haue at hand,
March, and once more repulse the trayterous Scot:
But Sirs be resolute, we shal haue warres
On euery side, and Ned, thou must begin,
Now to forget thy study and thy bookes,
And vre thy shoulders to an Armors weight."
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TLCMap IDte07dc
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:21 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:21
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"K. Da: My Lord of Lorrayne, to our brother of Fraunce,
Commend vs as the man in Christendome,
That we must reuerence and intirely loue,
Touching your embassage, returne and say,
That we with England will not enter parlie,
Nor neuer make faire wether, or take truce,
But burne their neighbor townes and so persist,
With eager Rods beyond their Citie Yorke,
And neuer shall our bonny riders rest:
Nor rust in canker, haue the time to eate,
Their light borne snaffles, nor their nimble spurre
Nor lay aside their Iacks of Gymould mayle,
Nor hang their staues of grayned Scottish ash,
In peacefull wise, vpon their Citie wals,
Nor from their buttoned tawny leatherne belts,
Dismisse their byting whinyards, till your King,
Chr
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte07dd
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:22 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:22
- Placename
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- Type
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Details
Latitude48.697606 Longitude6.177920276
Description
"Alas how much in vaine my poore eyes gaze,
For souccour that my soueraigne should send;
A cosin Mountague, I feare thou wants,
The liuely spirirt sharpely to solicit,
Wth vehement sute the king in my behalfe:
Thou dost not tell him what a griefe it is,
To be the scornefull captiue to a Scot,
Either to be wooed with broad vntuned othes,
Or forst by rough insulting barbarisme:
Thou doest not tell him if he heere preuaile,
How much they will deride vs in the North,
And in their vild vnseuill skipping giggs,
Bray foorth their Conquest, and our ouerthrow,
Euen in the barraine, bleake and fruitlesse aire,
Enter Dauid and Douglas, Lorraine."
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TLCMap IDte07de
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:22 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:22
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.697606 Longitude6.177920276
Description
"K. Da: My Lord of Lorrayne, to our brother of Fraunce,
Commend vs as the man in Christendome,
That we must reuerence and intirely loue,
Touching your embassage, returne and say,
That we with England will not enter parlie,
Nor neuer make faire wether, or take truce,
But burne their neighbor townes and so persist,
With eager Rods beyond their Citie Yorke,
And neuer shall our bonny riders rest:
Nor rust in canker, haue the time to eate,
Their light borne snaffles, nor their nimble spurre
Nor lay aside their Iacks of Gymould mayle,
Nor hang their staues of grayned Scottish ash,
In peacefull wise, vpon their Citie wals,
Nor from their buttoned tawny leatherne belts,
Dismisse their byting whinyards, till your King,
Chr
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte07e1
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:22 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:22
Details
Latitude53.96518657 Longitude-1.082270024
Description
"K. Da: My Lord of Lorrayne, to our brother of Fraunce,
Commend vs as the man in Christendome,
That we must reuerence and intirely loue,
Touching your embassage, returne and say,
That we with England will not enter parlie,
Nor neuer make faire wether, or take truce,
But burne their neighbor townes and so persist,
With eager Rods beyond their Citie Yorke,
And neuer shall our bonny riders rest:
Nor rust in canker, haue the time to eate,
Their light borne snaffles, nor their nimble spurre
Nor lay aside their Iacks of Gymould mayle,
Nor hang their staues of grayned Scottish ash,
In peacefull wise, vpon their Citie wals,
Nor from their buttoned tawny leatherne belts,
Dismisse their byting whinyards, till your King,
Chr
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte07e0
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:22 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:22
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"K. Da: My Lord of Lorrayne, to our brother of Fraunce,
Commend vs as the man in Christendome,
That we must reuerence and intirely loue,
Touching your embassage, returne and say,
That we with England will not enter parlie,
Nor neuer make faire wether, or take truce,
But burne their neighbor townes and so persist,
With eager Rods beyond their Citie Yorke,
And neuer shall our bonny riders rest:
Nor rust in canker, haue the time to eate,
Their light borne snaffles, nor their nimble spurre
Nor lay aside their Iacks of Gymould mayle,
Nor hang their staues of grayned Scottish ash,
In peacefull wise, vpon their Citie wals,
Nor from their buttoned tawny leatherne belts,
Dismisse their byting whinyards, till your King,
Chr
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte07e2
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:23 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:23
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Cry out enough, spare England now for pittie,
Farewell, and tell him that you leaue vs heare,
Before this Castle, say you came from vs,
Euen when we had that yeelded to our hands,
Lor: take my leaue and fayrely will returne
Your acceptable greeting to my king."
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TLCMap IDte07e7
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:25 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:25
Details
Latitude55.55754593 Longitude-3.846349209
Description
"K. D: Now Duglas to our former taske again,
For the deuision of this certayne spoyle."
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TLCMap IDte07e8
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:25 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:25
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"K. Da: My Lord of Lorrayne, to our brother of Fraunce,
Commend vs as the man in Christendome,
That we must reuerence and intirely loue,
Touching your embassage, returne and say,
That we with England will not enter parlie,
Nor neuer make faire wether, or take truce,
But burne their neighbor townes and so persist,
With eager Rods beyond their Citie Yorke,
And neuer shall our bonny riders rest:
Nor rust in canker, haue the time to eate,
Their light borne snaffles, nor their nimble spurre
Nor lay aside their Iacks of Gymould mayle,
Nor hang their staues of grayned Scottish ash,
In peacefull wise, vpon their Citie wals,
Nor from their buttoned tawny leatherne belts,
Dismisse their byting whinyards, till your King,
Chr
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte07df
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:22 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:22
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"Cou: My Lords of Scotland will ye stay and drinke:
King: She mocks at vs Duglas, I cannot endure it."
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TLCMap IDte07e6
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:25 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:25
- Placename
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- Type
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Details
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Description
"King: Dislodge, dislodge, it is the king of England."
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TLCMap IDte07e4
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:24 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:24
Details
Latitude55.55754593 Longitude-3.846349209
Description
"King: Meanst thou to fight, Duglas we are to weake."
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TLCMap IDte07e5
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:24 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:24
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"2 After
The Raigne of King
After the French embassador my liege,
And tell him that you dare not ride to Yorke,
Excuse it that your bonnie horse is lame."
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TLCMap IDte07e9
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:26 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:26
Details
Latitude53.96518657 Longitude-1.082270024
Description
"2 After
The Raigne of King
After the French embassador my liege,
And tell him that you dare not ride to Yorke,
Excuse it that your bonnie horse is lame."
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TLCMap IDte07ea
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:26 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:26
Details
Latitude55.55754593 Longitude-3.846349209
Description
"Cou: My Lords of Scotland will ye stay and drinke:
King: She mocks at vs Duglas, I cannot endure it."
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TLCMap IDte07eb
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:26 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:26
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"Count: Tis not for feare, and yet you run away,
O happie comfort welcome to our house,
The confident and boystrous boasting Scot,
That swore before my walls they would not backe,
For all the armed power of this land,
With facelesse feare that euer turnes his backe:
Turnd hence againe the blasting North-east winde:
Vpon the bare report and name of Armes."
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TLCMap IDte07ec
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:27 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:27
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"Exunt Scots."
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TLCMap IDte07ed
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:27 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:27
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"we are not Scots,
Why do you shut your gates against your friends?"
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TLCMap IDte07ef
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:28 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:28
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.2786867 Longitude-1.588634483
Description
"K. Ed: Hath she been fairer Warwike then she is?"
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TLCMap IDte07f7
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:30 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:30
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.2786867 Longitude-1.588634483
Description
"K. Ed: This is the Countesse Warwike, is it not."
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TLCMap IDte07f2
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:29 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:29
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"Co: No war to you my liege, the Scots are gone,
And gallop home toward Scotland with their hate,
Least yeelding heere, I pyne in shamefull loue:
Come wele persue the Scots, Artoyes away."
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TLCMap IDte07f3
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:29 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:29
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"Co: No war to you my liege, the Scots are gone,
And gallop home toward Scotland with their hate,
Least yeelding heere, I pyne in shamefull loue:
Come wele persue the Scots, Artoyes away."
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TLCMap IDte07f4
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:29 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:29
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"Co: No war to you my liege, the Scots are gone,
And gallop home toward Scotland with their hate,
Least yeelding heere, I pyne in shamefull loue:
Come wele persue the Scots, Artoyes away."
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TLCMap IDte07f5
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:30 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:30
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"Co: No war to you my liege, the Scots are gone,
And gallop home toward Scotland with their hate,
Least yeelding heere, I pyne in shamefull loue:
Come wele persue the Scots, Artoyes away."
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TLCMap IDte07f1
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:29 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:29
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.2786867 Longitude-1.588634483
Description
"3 War-
The Raigne of King
Warwike, Artoys, to horse and lets away."
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TLCMap IDte07f6
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:30 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:30
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"If he did blush, twas red immodest shame,
To waile his eyes amisse being a king;
If she lookt pale, twas silly womans feare,
To beare her selfe in presence of a king:
Ifhe lookt pale, it was with guiltie feare,
To dote a misse being a mighty king,
Then Scottish warres farewell, I feare twill prooue
A lingring English seege of peeuish loue,
Here comes his highnes walking all alone."
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TLCMap IDte07f8
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:31 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:31
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"If he did blush, twas red immodest shame,
To waile his eyes amisse being a king;
If she lookt pale, twas silly womans feare,
To beare her selfe in presence of a king:
Ifhe lookt pale, it was with guiltie feare,
To dote a misse being a mighty king,
Then Scottish warres farewell, I feare twill prooue
A lingring English seege of peeuish loue,
Here comes his highnes walking all alone."
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TLCMap IDte07f9
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:31 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:31
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"King: Shee is growne more fairer far since I came thither,
Her voice more siluer euery word then other,
Her wit more fluent, what a strange discourse,
Vnfolded she of Dauid and his Scots:
Euen thus quoth she, he spake, and then spoke broad,
With epithites and accents of the Scot:
But somewhat better then the Scot could speake,
And thus quoth she, and answered then herselfe,
For who could speake like her but she herselfe:
Breathes from the wall, an Angels note from Heauen:
Of sweete defiance to her barbarous foes,
When she would talke of peace me thinkes her tong,
Commanded war to prison: when of war,
It wakened Caesar from his Romane graue,
To heare warre beautified by her discourse,
Wisedome is foolishnes, but in her tongue,
Beauty a slander but in her faire face,
There is no summer, but in her cheerefull lookes,
N
The Raigne of King
Nor frosty winter, but in her disdayne,
I cannot blame the Scots that did besiege her,
For she is all the Treasure of our land:
But call them cowards that they ran away,
Hauing so rich and faire a cause to stay."
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TLCMap IDte07fa
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:32 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:32
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"3 War-
The Raigne of King
Warwike, Artoys, to horse and lets away."
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TLCMap IDte07fc
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:33 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:33
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude45.37397411 Longitude34.25263619
Description
"Ki: Then in the sommer arber sit by me,
Make it our counsel house or cabynet:
Since greene our thoughts, greene be the conuenticle,
Where we will ease vs by disburdning them:
Now Lodwike inuocate some golden Muse,
To bring thee hither an inchanted pen,
That may for sighes, set downe true sighes indeed:
Talking of griefe, to make thee ready grone,
And when thou writest of teares, encouch the word,
Before and after with such sweete laments,
That it may rayse drops in a Torters eye,
And make a flynt heart Sythian pytifull,
For so much moouing hath a Poets pen:
Then if thou be a Poet moue thou so,
And be enriched by thy soueraigne loue:
For if the touch of sweet concordant strlngs,
Could force attendance in the eares of hel:
How
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte07ff
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:33 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:33
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"King: Shee is growne more fairer far since I came thither,
Her voice more siluer euery word then other,
Her wit more fluent, what a strange discourse,
Vnfolded she of Dauid and his Scots:
Euen thus quoth she, he spake, and then spoke broad,
With epithites and accents of the Scot:
But somewhat better then the Scot could speake,
And thus quoth she, and answered then herselfe,
For who could speake like her but she herselfe:
Breathes from the wall, an Angels note from Heauen:
Of sweete defiance to her barbarous foes,
When she would talke of peace me thinkes her tong,
Commanded war to prison: when of war,
It wakened Caesar from his Romane graue,
To heare warre beautified by her discourse,
Wisedome is foolishnes, but in her tongue,
Beauty a slander but in her faire face,
There is no summer, but in her cheerefull lookes,
N
The Raigne of King
Nor frosty winter, but in her disdayne,
I cannot blame the Scots that did besiege her,
For she is all the Treasure of our land:
But call them cowards that they ran away,
Hauing so rich and faire a cause to stay."
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TLCMap IDte0803
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:35 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:35
- Placename
- torters
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude42.2754059 Longitude88.94796974
Description
"Ki: Then in the sommer arber sit by me,
Make it our counsel house or cabynet:
Since greene our thoughts, greene be the conuenticle,
Where we will ease vs by disburdning them:
Now Lodwike inuocate some golden Muse,
To bring thee hither an inchanted pen,
That may for sighes, set downe true sighes indeed:
Talking of griefe, to make thee ready grone,
And when thou writest of teares, encouch the word,
Before and after with such sweete laments,
That it may rayse drops in a Torters eye,
And make a flynt heart Sythian pytifull,
For so much moouing hath a Poets pen:
Then if thou be a Poet moue thou so,
And be enriched by thy soueraigne loue:
For if the touch of sweet concordant strlngs,
Could force attendance in the eares of hel:
How
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte07fd
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:33 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:33
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"King: Shee is growne more fairer far since I came thither,
Her voice more siluer euery word then other,
Her wit more fluent, what a strange discourse,
Vnfolded she of Dauid and his Scots:
Euen thus quoth she, he spake, and then spoke broad,
With epithites and accents of the Scot:
But somewhat better then the Scot could speake,
And thus quoth she, and answered then herselfe,
For who could speake like her but she herselfe:
Breathes from the wall, an Angels note from Heauen:
Of sweete defiance to her barbarous foes,
When she would talke of peace me thinkes her tong,
Commanded war to prison: when of war,
It wakened Caesar from his Romane graue,
To heare warre beautified by her discourse,
Wisedome is foolishnes, but in her tongue,
Beauty a slander but in her faire face,
There is no summer, but in her cheerefull lookes,
N
The Raigne of King
Nor frosty winter, but in her disdayne,
I cannot blame the Scots that did besiege her,
For she is all the Treasure of our land:
But call them cowards that they ran away,
Hauing so rich and faire a cause to stay."
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TLCMap IDte07fe
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:33 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:33
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"King: Shee is growne more fairer far since I came thither,
Her voice more siluer euery word then other,
Her wit more fluent, what a strange discourse,
Vnfolded she of Dauid and his Scots:
Euen thus quoth she, he spake, and then spoke broad,
With epithites and accents of the Scot:
But somewhat better then the Scot could speake,
And thus quoth she, and answered then herselfe,
For who could speake like her but she herselfe:
Breathes from the wall, an Angels note from Heauen:
Of sweete defiance to her barbarous foes,
When she would talke of peace me thinkes her tong,
Commanded war to prison: when of war,
It wakened Caesar from his Romane graue,
To heare warre beautified by her discourse,
Wisedome is foolishnes, but in her tongue,
Beauty a slander but in her faire face,
There is no summer, but in her cheerefull lookes,
N
The Raigne of King
Nor frosty winter, but in her disdayne,
I cannot blame the Scots that did besiege her,
For she is all the Treasure of our land:
But call them cowards that they ran away,
Hauing so rich and faire a cause to stay."
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TLCMap IDte07fb
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:32 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:32
- Placename
- salisbury
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"Ile say she must forget her husband Salisbury,
If she remember to embrace the king,
Ile say an othe may easily be broken,
But not so easily pardoned being broken:
Ile say it is true charitie to loue,
But not true loue to be so charitable;
Ile say his greatnes may beare out the shame,
But not his kingdome can buy out the sinne;
Ile say it is my duety to perswade,
But not her honestie to giue consent."
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TLCMap IDte0802
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:35 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:35
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"Butthat your lippes were sacred my Lord,
You would prophane the holie name of loue,
That loue you offer me you cannot giue,
For Caesar owes that tribut to his Queene,
C3 That
The Raigne king
That loue you beg of me I cannot giue,
For Sara owes that duetie to her Lord,
He that doth clip or counterfeit your stamp,
Shall die my Lord, and will your sacred selfe,
Comit high treason against the King of heauen,
To stamp his Image in forbidden mettel,
Forgetting your alleageance, and your othe,
In violating mariage secred law,
You breake a greater honor then your selfe,
To be a King is of a yonger house,
Then to be maried, your progenitour
Sole ragning Adam on the vniuerse,
By God was honored for a married man,
But not by him annointed for a king,
It is a pennalty to breake your statutes,
Though not enacted with your highnes hand,
How much more to infringe the holy act,
Made by the mouth ofGod, seald with his hand,
I know my souereigne in my husbands loue,
Who now doth loyall seruice in his warrs,
Doth but to try the wife of Salisbury,
Whither shee will heare a wantons tale or no,
Lest being therein giulty by my stay,
From that not from my leige I tourne awaie: Exit."
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TLCMap IDte0800
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:34 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:34
- Placename
- salisbury
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"War: How shall I enter in this gracelesse arrant,
I must not call her child, for wheres the father,
That will in such a sute seduce his child:
Then wife of Salisbury shall I so begin:
No hees my friend, and where is found the friend
That will doefriendship snch indammagement:
Neither my daughter, nor my deare friends wife,
I am not Warwike as thou thinkst I am,
But an atturnie from the Court of hell:
That thus haue housd my spirite in his forme,
To do a message to thee from the king:
The mighty king of England dotes on thee:
He that hath power to take away thy life,
Hath power to take thy honor, then consent,
To pawne thine honor rather then thy life;
Honor is often lost and got againe,
But life once gon, hath no recouerie:
The Sunne that withersheye goth nourish grasse,
The king that would distaine thee, will aduance thee:
D The
The Raigne of King
The Poets write that great Achilles speare,
Could heale the wound it made: the morrall is,
What mighty men misdoo, they can amend:
The Lyon doth become his bloody iawes,
And grace his forragement by being milde,
When vassell feare lies trembling at his feete,
The king will in his glory hide thy shame,
And those that gaze on him to finde out thee,
Will loose their eie-sight looking in the Sunne:
What can one drop of poyson harme the Sea,
Whose hugie vastures can digest the ill,
And make it loose his operation:
The kings great name will temper their misdeeds,
And giue the bitter portion of reproch:
A sugred sweet, and most delitious tast:
Besides it is no harme to do the thing,
Which without shame, could not be left vndone;
Thus haue I in his maiesties behalfe,
Apparraled sin, in vertuous sentences,
And dwel vpon thy answere in his sute."
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TLCMap IDte0804
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:35 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:35
- Placename
- warwike
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.2786867 Longitude-1.588634483
Description
"That deuilles office must thou do for me,
Or breake thy oth or cancell all the bondes,
Ofloue and duetie twixt thy self and mee,
And therefore Warwike if thou art thy selfe,
The Lord and master of thy word and othe,
Go to thy daughter and in my behalfe,
Comaund her, woo her, win her anie waies,
To be my mistres and my secret loue,
I will not stand to heare thee make reply,
Thy oth breake hers or let thy souereigne dye."
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TLCMap IDte0805
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:35 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:35
Details
Latitude52.92254534 Longitude-1.479591253
Description
"Tis full a fortnight since I saw his highnes,
What time he sent me forth to muster men,
Which I accordingly haue done and bring them hither,
In faire aray before his maiestie:
King: What newes my Lord of Derby from the Emperor."
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TLCMap IDte0809
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:37 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:37
- Placename
- warwike
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.2786867 Longitude-1.588634483
Description
"War: How shall I enter in this gracelesse arrant,
I must not call her child, for wheres the father,
That will in such a sute seduce his child:
Then wife of Salisbury shall I so begin:
No hees my friend, and where is found the friend
That will doefriendship snch indammagement:
Neither my daughter, nor my deare friends wife,
I am not Warwike as thou thinkst I am,
But an atturnie from the Court of hell:
That thus haue housd my spirite in his forme,
To do a message to thee from the king:
The mighty king of England dotes on thee:
He that hath power to take away thy life,
Hath power to take thy honor, then consent,
To pawne thine honor rather then thy life;
Honor is often lost and got againe,
But life once gon, hath no recouerie:
The Sunne that withersheye goth nourish grasse,
The king that would distaine thee, will aduance thee:
D The
The Raigne of King
The Poets write that great Achilles speare,
Could heale the wound it made: the morrall is,
What mighty men misdoo, they can amend:
The Lyon doth become his bloody iawes,
And grace his forragement by being milde,
When vassell feare lies trembling at his feete,
The king will in his glory hide thy shame,
And those that gaze on him to finde out thee,
Will loose their eie-sight looking in the Sunne:
What can one drop of poyson harme the Sea,
Whose hugie vastures can digest the ill,
And make it loose his operation:
The kings great name will temper their misdeeds,
And giue the bitter portion of reproch:
A sugred sweet, and most delitious tast:
Besides it is no harme to do the thing,
Which without shame, could not be left vndone;
Thus haue I in his maiesties behalfe,
Apparraled sin, in vertuous sentences,
And dwel vpon thy answere in his sute."
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TLCMap IDte0806
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:36 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:36
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"War: How shall I enter in this gracelesse arrant,
I must not call her child, for wheres the father,
That will in such a sute seduce his child:
Then wife of Salisbury shall I so begin:
No hees my friend, and where is found the friend
That will doefriendship snch indammagement:
Neither my daughter, nor my deare friends wife,
I am not Warwike as thou thinkst I am,
But an atturnie from the Court of hell:
That thus haue housd my spirite in his forme,
To do a message to thee from the king:
The mighty king of England dotes on thee:
He that hath power to take away thy life,
Hath power to take thy honor, then consent,
To pawne thine honor rather then thy life;
Honor is often lost and got againe,
But life once gon, hath no recouerie:
The Sunne that withersheye goth nourish grasse,
The king that would distaine thee, will aduance thee:
D The
The Raigne of King
The Poets write that great Achilles speare,
Could heale the wound it made: the morrall is,
What mighty men misdoo, they can amend:
The Lyon doth become his bloody iawes,
And grace his forragement by being milde,
When vassell feare lies trembling at his feete,
The king will in his glory hide thy shame,
And those that gaze on him to finde out thee,
Will loose their eie-sight looking in the Sunne:
What can one drop of poyson harme the Sea,
Whose hugie vastures can digest the ill,
And make it loose his operation:
The kings great name will temper their misdeeds,
And giue the bitter portion of reproch:
A sugred sweet, and most delitious tast:
Besides it is no harme to do the thing,
Which without shame, could not be left vndone;
Thus haue I in his maiesties behalfe,
Apparraled sin, in vertuous sentences,
And dwel vpon thy answere in his sute."
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TLCMap IDte0807
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:36 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:36
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Thrice noble Audley, well incountred heere,
How is it with oursoueraigne and his peeres?"
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TLCMap IDte0808
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:37 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:37
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"As good as we desire: the Emperor
Hath yeelded to his highnes friendly ayd,
And makes our king leiuetenant generall
In all his lands and large dominions,
Then via for the spatious bounds of Fraunce;
Aud."
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TLCMap IDte080a
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:37 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:37
- Placename
- artoyes
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"Ihaue not yet found time to open them,
The king is in his closet malcontent,
For what I know not, but he gaue in charge,
Till after dinner, none should interrupt him:
The Countesse Salisbury, and her father Warwike,
Artoyes, and all looke vnderneath the browes."
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TLCMap IDte080d
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:39 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:39
- Placename
- salisbury
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"Ihaue not yet found time to open them,
The king is in his closet malcontent,
For what I know not, but he gaue in charge,
Till after dinner, none should interrupt him:
The Countesse Salisbury, and her father Warwike,
Artoyes, and all looke vnderneath the browes."
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TLCMap IDte0811
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:40 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:40
- Placename
- warwike
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.2786867 Longitude-1.588634483
Description
"Ihaue not yet found time to open them,
The king is in his closet malcontent,
For what I know not, but he gaue in charge,
Till after dinner, none should interrupt him:
The Countesse Salisbury, and her father Warwike,
Artoyes, and all looke vnderneath the browes."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0812
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:40 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:40
Details
Latitude52.92233884 Longitude-1.472735317
Description
"Then let those foote trudge hence vpon those horse,
According too our discharge and be gonne:
Darby Ile looke vpon the Countesse minde anone,
Dar The Countesse minde my liege."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte080f
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:39 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:39
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"By me be ouerthrowne, and shall I not,
Master this little mansion of my selfe;
Giue me an Armor of eternall steele,
I go to conquer kings, andshall I not then
Subdue my selfe, and be my enimies friend,
It must not be, come boy forward, aduaunce,
Lets with our coullours sweete the Aire of Fraunce."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0814
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:41 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:41
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"E. I haue assembled my deare Lord and father,
The choysest buds of all our English blood,
For our affaires to Fraunce, and heere we come,
To take direction from your maiestie."
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TLCMap IDte080e
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:39 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:39
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"E. I haue assembled my deare Lord and father,
The choysest buds of all our English blood,
For our affaires to Fraunce, and heere we come,
To take direction from your maiestie."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0810
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:39 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:39
Details
Latitude52.92233884 Longitude-1.472735317
Description
"A rise true English Ladie, whom our Ile
May better boast of then euer Romaine might,
Of her whose ransackt treasurie hath taskt,
The vaine indeuor of so many pens:
Arise and be my fault, thy honors fame,
Which after ages shall enrich thee with,
I am awaked from this idle dreame,
Warwike, my Sonne, Darby, Artoys and Audley,
Braue warriours all, where are you all this while?"
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte081a
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:43 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:43
- Placename
- salisbury
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"Co. My thrice loning liege,
Your Queene, and Salisbury my wedded husband,
Who liuing haue that tytle in our loue,
That we cannot bestow but by their death,
Ki: Thy opposition is beyond our Law,
Co. So is your desire, if the law
Can hinder you to execute the one,
Let it forbid you to attempt the other:
I Cannot thinke you loue me as you say,
Vnlesse you do make good what you haue sworne."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0815
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:41 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:41
- Placename
- warwike
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.2786867 Longitude-1.588634483
Description
"A rise true English Ladie, whom our Ile
May better boast of then euer Romaine might,
Of her whose ransackt treasurie hath taskt,
The vaine indeuor of so many pens:
Arise and be my fault, thy honors fame,
Which after ages shall enrich thee with,
I am awaked from this idle dreame,
Warwike, my Sonne, Darby, Artoys and Audley,
Braue warriours all, where are you all this while?"
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Sources
TLCMap IDte081b
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:43 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:43
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"A rise true English Ladie, whom our Ile
May better boast of then euer Romaine might,
Of her whose ransackt treasurie hath taskt,
The vaine indeuor of so many pens:
Arise and be my fault, thy honors fame,
Which after ages shall enrich thee with,
I am awaked from this idle dreame,
Warwike, my Sonne, Darby, Artoys and Audley,
Braue warriours all, where are you all this while?"
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0816
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:41 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:41
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Hath ransomed captiue Fraunce, and set the King,
The Dolphin and the Peeres at liberty,
Goe leaue me Ned, and reuell with thy friends."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0813
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:41 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:41
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"A rise true English Ladie, whom our Ile
May better boast of then euer Romaine might,
Of her whose ransackt treasurie hath taskt,
The vaine indeuor of so many pens:
Arise and be my fault, thy honors fame,
Which after ages shall enrich thee with,
I am awaked from this idle dreame,
Warwike, my Sonne, Darby, Artoys and Audley,
Braue warriours all, where are you all this while?"
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0817
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:42 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:42
- Placename
- warwike
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.2786867 Longitude-1.588634483
Description
"Warwike, I make thee Warden of the North,
Thou Prince of Wales, and Audley straight to Sea,
Scoure to New-hauen, some there staie for me:
My selfe, Artoys and Darby will through Flaunders,
To greete our friends there, and to craue their aide,
This night will scarce suffice me to discouer,
My follies seege, against a faithfull louer,
For ere the Sunne shal guide the esterne skie,
E Wele
The Raigne king
Wele wake him with our Marshall harmonie."
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TLCMap IDte0818
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:42 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:42
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"A rise true English Ladie, whom our Ile
May better boast of then euer Romaine might,
Of her whose ransackt treasurie hath taskt,
The vaine indeuor of so many pens:
Arise and be my fault, thy honors fame,
Which after ages shall enrich thee with,
I am awaked from this idle dreame,
Warwike, my Sonne, Darby, Artoys and Audley,
Braue warriours all, where are you all this while?"
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0819
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:42 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:42
Details
Latitude54.97386344 Longitude-2.110562723
Description
"Warwike, I make thee Warden of the North,
Thou Prince of Wales, and Audley straight to Sea,
Scoure to New-hauen, some there staie for me:
My selfe, Artoys and Darby will through Flaunders,
To greete our friends there, and to craue their aide,
This night will scarce suffice me to discouer,
My follies seege, against a faithfull louer,
For ere the Sunne shal guide the esterne skie,
E Wele
The Raigne king
Wele wake him with our Marshall harmonie."
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TLCMap IDte081d
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:44 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:44
Details
Latitude52.02242737 Longitude-4.128973986
Description
"Warwike, I make thee Warden of the North,
Thou Prince of Wales, and Audley straight to Sea,
Scoure to New-hauen, some there staie for me:
My selfe, Artoys and Darby will through Flaunders,
To greete our friends there, and to craue their aide,
This night will scarce suffice me to discouer,
My follies seege, against a faithfull louer,
For ere the Sunne shal guide the esterne skie,
E Wele
The Raigne king
Wele wake him with our Marshall harmonie."
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TLCMap IDte081c
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:43 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:43
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"Warwike, I make thee Warden of the North,
Thou Prince of Wales, and Audley straight to Sea,
Scoure to New-hauen, some there staie for me:
My selfe, Artoys and Darby will through Flaunders,
To greete our friends there, and to craue their aide,
This night will scarce suffice me to discouer,
My follies seege, against a faithfull louer,
For ere the Sunne shal guide the esterne skie,
E Wele
The Raigne king
Wele wake him with our Marshall harmonie."
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TLCMap IDte081e
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:44 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:44
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Warwike, I make thee Warden of the North,
Thou Prince of Wales, and Audley straight to Sea,
Scoure to New-hauen, some there staie for me:
My selfe, Artoys and Darby will through Flaunders,
To greete our friends there, and to craue their aide,
This night will scarce suffice me to discouer,
My follies seege, against a faithfull louer,
For ere the Sunne shal guide the esterne skie,
E Wele
The Raigne king
Wele wake him with our Marshall harmonie."
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TLCMap IDte081f
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:44 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:44
Details
Latitude52.92233884 Longitude-1.472735317
Description
"Warwike, I make thee Warden of the North,
Thou Prince of Wales, and Audley straight to Sea,
Scoure to New-hauen, some there staie for me:
My selfe, Artoys and Darby will through Flaunders,
To greete our friends there, and to craue their aide,
This night will scarce suffice me to discouer,
My follies seege, against a faithfull louer,
For ere the Sunne shal guide the esterne skie,
E Wele
The Raigne king
Wele wake him with our Marshall harmonie."
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TLCMap IDte0820
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:45 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:45
- Placename
- flaunders
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.07853423 Longitude4.089804414
Description
"Warwike, I make thee Warden of the North,
Thou Prince of Wales, and Audley straight to Sea,
Scoure to New-hauen, some there staie for me:
My selfe, Artoys and Darby will through Flaunders,
To greete our friends there, and to craue their aide,
This night will scarce suffice me to discouer,
My follies seege, against a faithfull louer,
For ere the Sunne shal guide the esterne skie,
E Wele
The Raigne king
Wele wake him with our Marshall harmonie."
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TLCMap IDte0821
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:45 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:45
- Placename
- lorraine
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.697606 Longitude6.177920276
Description
"Heere till our Nauie of a thousand saile,
Haue made a breakfast to our foe by Sea,
Let vs incampe to wait their happie speede:
Lorraine what readines is Edward in?"
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TLCMap IDte0822
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:46 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:46
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"Lo: All but the Scot, who sollemnly protests,
As heeretofore I haue enformd his grace,
Neuer to sheath his Sword, or take a truce."
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TLCMap IDte0825
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:46 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:46
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.02353295 Longitude5.464131867
Description
"Io: Ah, thats the anchredge of some better hope,
But on the other side, to thinke what friends,
King Edward hath retaynd in Netherland,
Among those euer-bibbing Epicures:
Those
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte0826
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:47 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:47
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Ch: England was wont to harbour malcontents,
Blood thirsty, and seditious Catelynes,
Spend thrifts, and such as gape for nothing else,
But changing and alteration of the state,
And is it possible,
That they are now so loyall in them selues?"
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TLCMap IDte0828
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:48 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:48
- Placename
- bohemia
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.07903586 Longitude14.42918698
Description
"Those frothy Dutch men, puft with double beere,
That drinke and swill in euery place they come,
Doth not a little aggrauate mine ire,
Besides we heare the Emperor conioynes,
And stalls him in his owne authoritie:
But all the mightier that their number is,
The greater glory reapes the victory,
Some friends haue we beside drum stricke power,
The sterne Polonian and the warlike Dane:
The king of Bohemia, and of Cycelie."
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TLCMap IDte082c
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:49 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:49
- Placename
- polonian
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.27972761 Longitude19.35940374
Description
"Those frothy Dutch men, puft with double beere,
That drinke and swill in euery place they come,
Doth not a little aggrauate mine ire,
Besides we heare the Emperor conioynes,
And stalls him in his owne authoritie:
But all the mightier that their number is,
The greater glory reapes the victory,
Some friends haue we beside drum stricke power,
The sterne Polonian and the warlike Dane:
The king of Bohemia, and of Cycelie."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0827
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:47 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:47
Details
Latitude52.02353295 Longitude5.464131867
Description
"Those frothy Dutch men, puft with double beere,
That drinke and swill in euery place they come,
Doth not a little aggrauate mine ire,
Besides we heare the Emperor conioynes,
And stalls him in his owne authoritie:
But all the mightier that their number is,
The greater glory reapes the victory,
Some friends haue we beside drum stricke power,
The sterne Polonian and the warlike Dane:
The king of Bohemia, and of Cycelie."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0829
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:48 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:48
Details
Latitude56.26418117 Longitude9.537297895
Description
"Those frothy Dutch men, puft with double beere,
That drinke and swill in euery place they come,
Doth not a little aggrauate mine ire,
Besides we heare the Emperor conioynes,
And stalls him in his owne authoritie:
But all the mightier that their number is,
The greater glory reapes the victory,
Some friends haue we beside drum stricke power,
The sterne Polonian and the warlike Dane:
The king of Bohemia, and of Cycelie."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte082a
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:48 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:48
- Placename
- cycelie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude37.65131145 Longitude14.21420796
Description
"Those frothy Dutch men, puft with double beere,
That drinke and swill in euery place they come,
Doth not a little aggrauate mine ire,
Besides we heare the Emperor conioynes,
And stalls him in his owne authoritie:
But all the mightier that their number is,
The greater glory reapes the victory,
Some friends haue we beside drum stricke power,
The sterne Polonian and the warlike Dane:
The king of Bohemia, and of Cycelie."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte082b
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:48 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:48
Details
Latitude55.77306902 Longitude37.59411654
Description
"And from great Musco fearefull to the Turke,
And lofty Poland, nurse of hardie men,
I bring these seruitors to fightfor thee,
Who willingly will venture in thy cause."
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TLCMap IDte0833
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:51 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:51
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"King Iohn of Fraunce, as league and neighborhood,
Requires when friends are any way distrest,
I come to aide thee with my countries force,
Pol."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte082f
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:50 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:50
Details
Latitude39.95771439 Longitude26.23973849
Description
"Besides your plentiful rewards in Crownes,
That from our Treasory ye shall receiue,
There comes a hare braind Nation deckt in pride,
The spoyle of whome wiil be a trebble game,
And now my hope is full, my ioy complete,
2 At
The Raigne of King
At Sea we are as puissant as the force;
Of Agamemnon in the Hauen of Troy:
By land with Zerxes we compare of strength,
Whose souldiers drancke vp riuers in their thirst:
Then Bayardlike, blinde ouerweaning Ned,
To reach at our imperiall dyadem,
Is either to be swallowed of the waues,
Or hackt a peeces when thou comest a shore."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0832
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:51 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:51
- Placename
- england
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Maiesticall the order of their course,
Figuring the horned Circle of the Moone,
And on the top gallant of the Admirall,
And likewise all the handmaides of his trayne:
The Armes of England and of Fraunce vnite,
Are quartred equally by Heralds art;
Thus titely carried with a merrie gale,
They plough the Ocean hitherward amayne:
Dare he already crop the Flewer de Luce:
I hope the hony being gathered thence,
He with the spider afterward approcht
Shall sucke forth deadly venom from the leaues,
But wheres out Nauy, how are they prepared,
To wing them selues against this flight of Rauens."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0834
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:51 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:51
- Placename
- bohemian
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.07903586 Longitude14.42918698
Description
"K. Io: Welcome Bohemian king, and welcome all,
This your great kindnesse I will not forget."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0830
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:51 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:51
Details
Latitude52.27972761 Longitude19.35940374
Description
"And from great Musco fearefull to the Turke,
And lofty Poland, nurse of hardie men,
I bring these seruitors to fightfor thee,
Who willingly will venture in thy cause."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0831
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:51 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:51
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"You stand for Fraunce, an Empire faire and large,
Now tell me Phillip, what is their concept,
Touching the challenge that the English make."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0838
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:53 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:53
- Placename
- muscouites
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude55.77306902 Longitude37.59411654
Description
"Meane space my Lords, tis best we be disperst,
To seuerall places least they chaunce to land:
First you my Lord, with your Bohemian Troupes,
Shall pitch your battailes on the lower hand,
My eldest sonne the Duke of Normandie,
Togeither with this aide of Muscouites,
Shall clyme the higher ground an other waye:
Heere in the middle cost betwixtyou both,
Phillip my yongest boy and I will lodge,
So Lords begon, and looke vnto your charge."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0839
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:53 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:53
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"You stand for Fraunce, an Empire faire and large,
Now tell me Phillip, what is their concept,
Touching the challenge that the English make."
Extended Data
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- 50129
Sources
TLCMap IDte083e
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:55 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:55
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Maiesticall the order of their course,
Figuring the horned Circle of the Moone,
And on the top gallant of the Admirall,
And likewise all the handmaides of his trayne:
The Armes of England and of Fraunce vnite,
Are quartred equally by Heralds art;
Thus titely carried with a merrie gale,
They plough the Ocean hitherward amayne:
Dare he already crop the Flewer de Luce:
I hope the hony being gathered thence,
He with the spider afterward approcht
Shall sucke forth deadly venom from the leaues,
But wheres out Nauy, how are they prepared,
To wing them selues against this flight of Rauens."
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TLCMap IDte083a
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:53 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:53
- Placename
- bohemian
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.07903586 Longitude14.42918698
Description
"Meane space my Lords, tis best we be disperst,
To seuerall places least they chaunce to land:
First you my Lord, with your Bohemian Troupes,
Shall pitch your battailes on the lower hand,
My eldest sonne the Duke of Normandie,
Togeither with this aide of Muscouites,
Shall clyme the higher ground an other waye:
Heere in the middle cost betwixtyou both,
Phillip my yongest boy and I will lodge,
So Lords begon, and looke vnto your charge."
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TLCMap IDte0836
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:53 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:53
- Placename
- normandie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.97711993 Longitude-0.40475732
Description
"Meane space my Lords, tis best we be disperst,
To seuerall places least they chaunce to land:
First you my Lord, with your Bohemian Troupes,
Shall pitch your battailes on the lower hand,
My eldest sonne the Duke of Normandie,
Togeither with this aide of Muscouites,
Shall clyme the higher ground an other waye:
Heere in the middle cost betwixtyou both,
Phillip my yongest boy and I will lodge,
So Lords begon, and looke vnto your charge."
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TLCMap IDte0837
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:53 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:53
Details
Latitude50.72514811 Longitude1.610110505
Description
"All shifts were tried both for defence and hurt,
And now the effect of vallor and of force,
Of resolution and of a cowardize:
We liuely pictured, how the one for fame;
The other by compulsion laid about;
Much did the Nom per illa, that braue ship
So did the blacke snake of Bullen, then which
A bonnier vessel neuer yet spred sayle,
But all in vaine, both Sunne, the Wine and tyde,
Reuolted all vnto our foe mens side,
That we perforce were fayne to giue them way,
And they are landed, thus my tale is donne,
We haue vntimly lost, and they haue woone."
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TLCMap IDte0844
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:57 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:57
- Placename
- frenchmen
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Now is begun the heauie day at Sea,
Fight Frenchmen, fight, be like the fielde of Beares,
When they defend their younglings in their Caues:
Stir angry Nemesis the happie helme,
That with the sulphur battels of your rage,
The English Fleete may be disperst and sunke,
Ph."
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TLCMap IDte083b
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:54 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:54
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"O if it be the French, sweete fortune turne,
And in thy turning change the forward winds,
That with aduantage of a sauoring skie,
Our men may vanquish and thither flie."
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TLCMap IDte083c
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:54 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:54
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Now is begun the heauie day at Sea,
Fight Frenchmen, fight, be like the fielde of Beares,
When they defend their younglings in their Caues:
Stir angry Nemesis the happie helme,
That with the sulphur battels of your rage,
The English Fleete may be disperst and sunke,
Ph."
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TLCMap IDte083d
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:55 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:55
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"My gratious soueraigne, Fraunce hath tane the foyle,
And boasting Edward triumphs with successe;
These Iron harted Nauies,
When last I was reporter to your grace,
Both full of angry spleene of hope and feare:
Hasting to meete each other in the face,
At last conioynd, and by their Admirall,
Our Admirall encountred manie shot,
By this the other that beheld these twaine,
Giue earnest peny of a further wracke,
Like fiery Dragons tooke their haughty flight,
And likewise meeting, from their smoky wombes,
Sent many grym Embassadors of death,
Then gan the day to turne to gloomy night,
And darkenes did aswel inclose the quicke,
As those that were but newly reft of life,
No leasure serud for friends to bid farewell,
And if it had, the hideous noise was such,
As
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte083f
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:55 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:55
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Three: How the French Nauy is destroyd at Sea,
And that the English Armie is arriued."
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TLCMap IDte0842
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:56 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:56
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Three: How the French Nauy is destroyd at Sea,
And that the English Armie is arriued."
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TLCMap IDte0840
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:56 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:56
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"And now he sayes the tyme will shortly come,
When as a Lyon rowsed in the west,
Shall carie hence the fluerdeluce of France,
These I can tell yee and such like surmises,
Strike many french men cold vnto the heart:
Enter a French man."
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TLCMap IDte0843
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:56 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:56
Details
Latitude49.42922862 Longitude2.076193589
Description
"Tush they that haue already taken armes,
Are manie fearefull millions in respect
Of that small handfull of our enimies:
But tis a rightfull quarrell must preuaile,
Edward is sonnne vnto our late kings sister,
Where Iohn Valoys, is three degrees remoued."
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TLCMap IDte0846
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:57 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:57
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"The poore inhabitants escapt the flame,
Fall numberles vpon the souldiers pikes,
Three waies these dredfull ministers of wrath,
Do tread the measuers of their tragicke march,
Vpon the right hand comes the conquering King,
Vpon the lefte is hot vnbridled sonne,
And in the midst our nations glittering hoast,
All which though distant yet conspire inone,
To leaue a desolation where they come,
Flie therefore Citizens if you be wise,
Seeke out som habitation further of,
Here if you staie your wiues will be abused,
Your treasure sharde before your weeping eies,
Shelter you your selues for now the storme doth rise,
F A
The Raigne of King
Away, away, me thinks I heare their drums,
Ah wreched France, I greatly feare thy fal,
Thy glory shaketh like a tottering wall."
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TLCMap IDte0847
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:58 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:58
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Kin: Wheres the French man by whose cunning guide,
We found the shalow of this Riuer Sone,
And had direction how to passe the sea."
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TLCMap IDte0848
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:58 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:58
Details
Latitude52.92233884 Longitude-1.472735317
Description
"Enter King Edward and the Erle of Darby
With Souldiors, and Gobin de Graie."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0849
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:59 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:59
Details
Latitude49.96912877 Longitude2.654424509
Description
"Kin: Wheres the French man by whose cunning guide,
We found the shalow of this Riuer Sone,
And had direction how to passe the sea."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte084e
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:00 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:00
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Good newes my Lord the prince is hard at hand,
And with him comes Lord Awdley and the rest,
Whome since our landing we could neuer meet."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte084b
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:59 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:59
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"K. E: Welcome faire Prince, how hast thou sped my sonne,
Since thy arriuall on the coaste of Fraunce?"
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TLCMap IDte084c
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:59 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:59
- Placename
- harslen
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude49.67080407 Longitude-1.264068789
Description
"Ed: Succesfullie I thanke the gratious heauens,
Some of their strongest Cities we haue wonne,
As Harslen, Lie, Crotag, and Carentigne,
And others wasted, leauing at our heeles,
A wide apparant feild and beaten path,
For sollitarines to progresse in,
Yet those that would submit we kindly pardned,
For who in scorne refused our poffered peace,
Indurde the penaltie of sharpe reuenge."
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TLCMap IDte0854
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:02 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:02
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Enter Prince Edward, Lord Awdley and Souldiers."
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TLCMap IDte084a
Created At2025-06-14 10:17:59 Updated At2025-06-14 10:17:59
- Placename
- carentigne
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude49.30690093 Longitude-1.241305738
Description
"Ed: Succesfullie I thanke the gratious heauens,
Some of their strongest Cities we haue wonne,
As Harslen, Lie, Crotag, and Carentigne,
And others wasted, leauing at our heeles,
A wide apparant feild and beaten path,
For sollitarines to progresse in,
Yet those that would submit we kindly pardned,
For who in scorne refused our poffered peace,
Indurde the penaltie of sharpe reuenge."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0850
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:01 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:01
Details
Latitude50.21750674 Longitude1.625405866
Description
"Ed: Succesfullie I thanke the gratious heauens,
Some of their strongest Cities we haue wonne,
As Harslen, Lie, Crotag, and Carentigne,
And others wasted, leauing at our heeles,
A wide apparant feild and beaten path,
For sollitarines to progresse in,
Yet those that would submit we kindly pardned,
For who in scorne refused our poffered peace,
Indurde the penaltie of sharpe reuenge."
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TLCMap IDte0851
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:01 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:01
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Ed: Ah Fraunce, why shouldest thou be this obstinate,
Agaynst the kind imbracement of thy friends,
How
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte0852
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:01 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:01
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"How gently had we thought to touch thy brest,
And set our foot vpon thy tender mould,
But that in froward and disdainfull pride
Thou like a skittish and vntamed coult,
Dost start aside and strike vs with thy heeles,
But tel me Ned, in all thy warlike course,
Hast thou not seene the vsurping King of Fraunce."
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TLCMap IDte0858
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:04 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:04
Details
Latitude49.11550533 Longitude-1.086887944
Description
"Ed: Succesfullie I thanke the gratious heauens,
Some of their strongest Cities we haue wonne,
As Harslen, Lie, Crotag, and Carentigne,
And others wasted, leauing at our heeles,
A wide apparant feild and beaten path,
For sollitarines to progresse in,
Yet those that would submit we kindly pardned,
For who in scorne refused our poffered peace,
Indurde the penaltie of sharpe reuenge."
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TLCMap IDte084f
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:00 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:00
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Edward know that Iohn the true king of Fraunce,
Musing thou shouldst incroach vppon his land,
And in thy tyranous proceeding slay,
His faithfull subiects, and subuert his Townes,
Spits in thy face, and in this manner folowing,
Obraids thee with thine arrogant intrusion,
First I condeme thee for a fugitiue,
A theeuish pyrate, and a needie mate,
One that hath either no abyding place,
Or else inhabiting some barraine soile,
Where neither hearb or frutfull graine is had,
Doest altogether liue by pilfering,
Next, insomuch thou hast infringed thy faith,
Broke leage and solemnecouenant made with mee,
I hould thee for a false pernitious wretch,
And last of all, although I scorne to cope
2 With
The Raigne of King
With one such inferior to my selfe,
Yet in respect thy thirst is all for golde,
They labour rather to be feared then loued,
To satisfie thy lust in either parte
Heere am I come and with me haue I brought,
Exceding store of treasure, perle, and coyne,
Leaue therfore now to persecute the weake,
And armed entring conflict with the armd,
Let it be seene mongest other pettie thefts,
How thou canst win this pillage manfully."
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TLCMap IDte0857
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:03 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:03
- Placename
- cressey
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.25439196 Longitude1.864899931
Description
"Yes my good Lord, and not two owers ago,
With full a hundred thousand fighting men,
Vppon the one side with the riuers banke,
And on the other both his multitudes,
I feard he would haue cropt our smaller power,
But happily perceiuing your approch,
He hath with drawen himselfe to Cressey plaines,
Where as it seemeth by his good araie."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0853
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:02 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:02
- Placename
- lorraine
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.697606 Longitude6.177920276
Description
"Enter King Iohn, Dukes of Normanndy and Lorraine, King of
Boheme, yong Phillip, and Souldiers."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0855
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:02 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:02
Details
Latitude50.07903586 Longitude14.42918698
Description
"Enter King Iohn, Dukes of Normanndy and Lorraine, King of
Boheme, yong Phillip, and Souldiers."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0856
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:03 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:03
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Kin Ed: That needs no further question, and I knowe
His conscience witnesseth it is my right,
Therfore Valoys say, wilt thou yet resigne,
Before the sickles thrust into the Corne,
Or that inkindled fury, turne to flame:
Ioh: Edward I know what right thou hast in France,
And ere I basely will resigne my Crowne,
This Champion field shallbe a poole of bloode,
And all our prospect as a slaughter house,
Pr Ed: I that approues thee tyrant what thou art,
No father, king, or shepheard of thy realme,
But one that teares her entrailes with thy handes,
And like a thirstie tyger suckst her bloud."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte085c
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:05 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:05
Details
Latitude49.42922862 Longitude2.076193589
Description
"Kin Ed: That needs no further question, and I knowe
His conscience witnesseth it is my right,
Therfore Valoys say, wilt thou yet resigne,
Before the sickles thrust into the Corne,
Or that inkindled fury, turne to flame:
Ioh: Edward I know what right thou hast in France,
And ere I basely will resigne my Crowne,
This Champion field shallbe a poole of bloode,
And all our prospect as a slaughter house,
Pr Ed: I that approues thee tyrant what thou art,
No father, king, or shepheard of thy realme,
But one that teares her entrailes with thy handes,
And like a thirstie tyger suckst her bloud."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte085a
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:04 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:04
Details
Latitude49.42922862 Longitude2.076193589
Description
"Now since my landing I haue wonn no townes,
Entered no further but vpon the coast,
And there haue euer since securelie slept,
But if I haue bin other wise imployd,
Imagin Valoys whether I intende
Toskirmish, not for pillage but for the Crowne,
Which thou dost weare and that I vowe to haue,
Or one of vs shall fall in to this graue,
Pr Ed: Looke
Edward the third."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0859
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:04 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:04
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Pri: Father range your battailes, prate no more,
These English faine would spend the time in wodrs,
That night approching, they might escape vnfought."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0860
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:06 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:06
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Aud: You peeres of France, why do you follow him,
That is so prodigall to spend your liues?"
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte085b
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:04 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:04
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Then to protect your Country and your King,
Let but the haughty Courrage of your hartes,
Answere the number of your able handes,
And we shall quicklie chase theis fugitiues,
For whats this Edward but a belly god,
A tender and lasciuious wantonnes,
That thother daie was almost dead for loue,
And what I praie you is his goodly gard,
Such as but scant them of their chines of beefe,
And take awaie their downie featherbedes,
And presently they are as resty stiffe,
As twere a many ouer ridden iades,
Then French men scorne that such should be your Lords
And rather bind ye them in captiue bands,
All Fra: Viue le Roy, God saue King Iohn of France."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte085e
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:05 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:05
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Ed: We presently wil meet thee Iohn of Fraunce,
And English Lordes let vs resolue the daie,
Either to cleere vs of that scandalous cryme,
Or
Edward the third."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte085f
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:06 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:06
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Ed: We presently wil meet thee Iohn of Fraunce,
And English Lordes let vs resolue the daie,
Either to cleere vs of that scandalous cryme,
Or
Edward the third."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0861
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:06 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:06
- Placename
- cressie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.25439196 Longitude1.864899931
Description
"Io: Now on this plaine of Cressie spred your selues,
And Edward when thou darest, begin the fight:
Ki."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0862
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:06 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:06
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Then to protect your Country and your King,
Let but the haughty Courrage of your hartes,
Answere the number of your able handes,
And we shall quicklie chase theis fugitiues,
For whats this Edward but a belly god,
A tender and lasciuious wantonnes,
That thother daie was almost dead for loue,
And what I praie you is his goodly gard,
Such as but scant them of their chines of beefe,
And take awaie their downie featherbedes,
And presently they are as resty stiffe,
As twere a many ouer ridden iades,
Then French men scorne that such should be your Lords
And rather bind ye them in captiue bands,
All Fra: Viue le Roy, God saue King Iohn of France."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte085d
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:05 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:05
Details
Latitude52.02242737 Longitude-4.128973986
Description
"Edward Plantagenet prince of Wales,
Receiue this lance into thy manly hand,
Vse it in fashion of a brasen pen,
To drawe forth bloudie stratagems in France,
And print thy valiant deeds in honors booke,
Fight and be valiant, vanquish where thou comst."
Extended Data
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- 5
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0865
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:07 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:07
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Now wants there nought but knighthood, which deferd
We
The Raigne of King
Wee leaue till thou hast won it in the fielde,
My gratious father and yee forwarde peeres,
This honor you haue done me animates,
And chears my greene yet scarse appearing strength,
With comfortable good persaging signes,
No other wise then did ould Iacobes wordes,
When as he breathed his blessings on his sonnes,
These hallowed giftes of yours when I prophane,
Or vse them not to glory of my God,
To patronage the fatherles and poore,
Or for the benefite of Englands peace,
Be numbe my ioynts, waxe feeble both mine armes,
Wither my hart that like a saples tree,
I may remayne the map of infamy,
K. Ed: Then this our steelde Battailes shall be rainged,
The leading of the vowarde Ned is thyne,
To dignifie whose lusty spirit the more
We temper it with Audlys grauitie,
That courage and experience ioynd in one,
Your manage may be second vnto none,
For the mayne battells I will guide my selfe,
And Darby in the rereward march behind,
That orderly disposd and set in ray,
Let vs to horse and God graunt vs the daye."
Extended Data
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- 67686
Sources
TLCMap IDte086a
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:09 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:09
Details
Latitude52.02242737 Longitude-4.128973986
Description
"Art: Edward Plantagener prince of Wales,
Hold take this target, weare it on thy arme,
And may the view there of like Perseus shield,
Astonish and transforme thy gazing foes
To senselesse images of meger death,
Fight and be valiant, couquer where thou comst."
Extended Data
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- word
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- 66334
- sentence_end_index
- 66592
Sources
TLCMap IDte0866
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:08 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:08
Details
Latitude52.02242737 Longitude-4.128973986
Description
"Dar: Edward Plantagenet prince of Wales,
As I do set this helmet on thy head,
Wherewith the chamber of this braine is fenst,
So may thy temples with Bellonas hand,
Be still adornd with lawrell victorie,
Fight and be valiant, conquer where thou comst."
Extended Data
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- word
- 5
- offset
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- 65828
- sentence_end_index
- 66079
Sources
TLCMap IDte0863
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:07 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:07
- Placename
- englands
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Now wants there nought but knighthood, which deferd
We
The Raigne of King
Wee leaue till thou hast won it in the fielde,
My gratious father and yee forwarde peeres,
This honor you haue done me animates,
And chears my greene yet scarse appearing strength,
With comfortable good persaging signes,
No other wise then did ould Iacobes wordes,
When as he breathed his blessings on his sonnes,
These hallowed giftes of yours when I prophane,
Or vse them not to glory of my God,
To patronage the fatherles and poore,
Or for the benefite of Englands peace,
Be numbe my ioynts, waxe feeble both mine armes,
Wither my hart that like a saples tree,
I may remayne the map of infamy,
K. Ed: Then this our steelde Battailes shall be rainged,
The leading of the vowarde Ned is thyne,
To dignifie whose lusty spirit the more
We temper it with Audlys grauitie,
That courage and experience ioynd in one,
Your manage may be second vnto none,
For the mayne battells I will guide my selfe,
And Darby in the rereward march behind,
That orderly disposd and set in ray,
Let vs to horse and God graunt vs the daye."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
- 67686
Sources
TLCMap IDte0867
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:09 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:09
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Edward Plantagenet prince of Wales,
Receiue this lance into thy manly hand,
Vse it in fashion of a brasen pen,
To drawe forth bloudie stratagems in France,
And print thy valiant deeds in honors booke,
Fight and be valiant, vanquish where thou comst."
Extended Data
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- word
- 6
- offset
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- 66085
- sentence_end_index
- 66334
Sources
TLCMap IDte0864
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:07 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:07
- Placename
- genoaes
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude44.40657357 Longitude8.927860558
Description
"The garrison of Genoaes my Lorde,
That cam from Paris weary with their march,
Grudging to be soddenly imployd,
No sooner in the forefront tooke their place."
Extended Data
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- offset
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- 67904
- sentence_end_index
- 68060
Sources
TLCMap IDte086f
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:11 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:11
Details
Latitude52.92233884 Longitude-1.472735317
Description
"Now wants there nought but knighthood, which deferd
We
The Raigne of King
Wee leaue till thou hast won it in the fielde,
My gratious father and yee forwarde peeres,
This honor you haue done me animates,
And chears my greene yet scarse appearing strength,
With comfortable good persaging signes,
No other wise then did ould Iacobes wordes,
When as he breathed his blessings on his sonnes,
These hallowed giftes of yours when I prophane,
Or vse them not to glory of my God,
To patronage the fatherles and poore,
Or for the benefite of Englands peace,
Be numbe my ioynts, waxe feeble both mine armes,
Wither my hart that like a saples tree,
I may remayne the map of infamy,
K. Ed: Then this our steelde Battailes shall be rainged,
The leading of the vowarde Ned is thyne,
To dignifie whose lusty spirit the more
We temper it with Audlys grauitie,
That courage and experience ioynd in one,
Your manage may be second vnto none,
For the mayne battells I will guide my selfe,
And Darby in the rereward march behind,
That orderly disposd and set in ray,
Let vs to horse and God graunt vs the daye."
Extended Data
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- offset
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- 66597
- sentence_end_index
- 67686
Sources
TLCMap IDte0868
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:09 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:09
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Enter a many French men flying."
Extended Data
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- offset
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- sentence_start_index
- 67703
- sentence_end_index
- 67734
Sources
TLCMap IDte0869
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:09 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:09
- Placename
- lorrain
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.697606 Longitude6.177920276
Description
"Oh Lorrain say, what meane our men to fly,
Our nomber is far greater then our foes,
Lor."
Extended Data
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- 2
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Sources
TLCMap IDte086b
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:10 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:10
Details
Latitude48.85374364 Longitude2.349920679
Description
"The garrison of Genoaes my Lorde,
That cam from Paris weary with their march,
Grudging to be soddenly imployd,
No sooner in the forefront tooke their place."
Extended Data
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- 67904
- sentence_end_index
- 68060
Sources
TLCMap IDte086d
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:10 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:10
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Ki, E: Lord Audley, whiles our sonne is in the chase,
With draw our powers vnto this little hill,
And heere a season let vs breath our selues,
Au."
Extended Data
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- 68415
- sentence_end_index
- 68562
Sources
TLCMap IDte086c
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:10 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:10
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Au, Renowned Edward, giue me leaue I pray,
To lead my souldiers where I may releeue,
Your Graces sonne, in danger to be slayne,
The snares of French, like Emmets on a banke,
G Mustar
The Raigne of king
Muster about him whilest he Lion like,
Intangled in the net of their assaults,
Frantiquely wrends and byts the wouen toyle,
But all in vaine, he cannot free him selfe."
Extended Data
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- word
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- 69505
- sentence_end_index
- 69875
Sources
TLCMap IDte0876
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:13 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:13
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"Rescue king Edward, rescue, for thy sonne,
Kin: Rescue Artoys, what is he prisoner?"
Extended Data
- line
- 1679
- word
- 2
- offset
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- sentence_start_index
- 68842
- sentence_end_index
- 68926
Sources
TLCMap IDte0870
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:11 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:11
- Placename
- frenchmen
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Neither my Lord, but narrowly beset,
With turning Frenchmen, whom he did persue,
As tis impossible that he should scape."
Extended Data
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- offset
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- 68969
- sentence_end_index
- 69089
Sources
TLCMap IDte0872
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:12 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:12
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Our God be praised, Now Iohn of Fraunce I hope,
Thou knowest King Edward for no wantonesse,
No loue sicke cockney, nor his souldiers iades,
But which way is the fearefull king escapt?"
Extended Data
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- word
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- offset
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- sentence_start_index
- 73083
- sentence_end_index
- 73267
Sources
TLCMap IDte0878
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:14 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:14
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"K: Ed: Audley content, I will not haue a man,
On paine of death sent forth to succour him:
This is the day, ordaynd by desteny,
To season his courage with those greeuous thoughts,
That if he breaketh out, Nestors yeares on earth,
Will make him sauor still of this exployt."
Extended Data
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- 69875
- sentence_end_index
- 70148
Sources
TLCMap IDte0874
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:13 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:13
Details
Latitude50.07903586 Longitude14.42918698
Description
"First hauing donne my duety as beseemed
Lords I regreet you all with harty thanks,
And now behold after my winters toyle,
My paynefull voyage on the boystrous sea,
Of warres deuouring gulphes and steely rocks,
I bring my fraught vnto the wished port,
My Summers hope, my trauels sweetreward:
And heere with humble duety I present,
This sacrifice, this first fruit of my sword,
Cropt and cut downe euen at the gate of death:
The king of Boheme father whome Islue,
Whom you sayd, had intrencht me round about,
And laye as thicke vpon my battered crest,
As on an Anuell with their ponderous glaues,
Yet marble courage, still did vnderprop,
And when my weary armes with often blowes,
Like the continuall laboring Wood-mans Axe,
That is enioynd to fell a load of Oakes,
Began to faulter, straight I would recouer:
My gifts you gaue me, and my zealous vow,
And then new courage made me fresh againe,
That in despight I craud my passage forth,
And put the multitude to speedy flyght: his Swordborne by a
Soldier."
Extended Data
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- offset
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- 71454
- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0879
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:14 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:14
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"Ned, thou and Audley shall pursue them still,
Myselfe and Derby will to Calice streight;
And there begyrt that Hauen towne with seege:
Now lies it on an vpshot, therefore strike,
And wistlie follow whiles the games on foote."
Extended Data
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- word
- 5
- offset
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- 73326
- sentence_end_index
- 73550
Sources
TLCMap IDte0880
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:16 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:16
Details
Latitude52.92254534 Longitude-1.479591253
Description
"Ned, thou and Audley shall pursue them still,
Myselfe and Derby will to Calice streight;
And there begyrt that Hauen towne with seege:
Now lies it on an vpshot, therefore strike,
And wistlie follow whiles the games on foote."
Extended Data
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- word
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- offset
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- 73326
- sentence_end_index
- 73550
Sources
TLCMap IDte087c
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:15 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:15
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Ned, thou and Audley shall pursue them still,
Myselfe and Derby will to Calice streight;
And there begyrt that Hauen towne with seege:
Now lies it on an vpshot, therefore strike,
And wistlie follow whiles the games on foote."
Extended Data
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- word
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- offset
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- sentence_start_index
- 73326
- sentence_end_index
- 73550
Sources
TLCMap IDte087a
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:15 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:15
- Placename
- poyctiers
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.58002869 Longitude0.347417305
Description
"Pr: Towards Poyctiers noble father, and his sonnes,
King."
Extended Data
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- offset
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- 73267
- sentence_end_index
- 73325
Sources
TLCMap IDte087b
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:15 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:15
- Placename
- mountfort
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.77244558 Longitude1.8128208
Description
"Sa: I take it Mountfort, thus I hope eare long,
The whole Dominions of the Realme of Fraunce
Wilbe surrendred to his conquering hand: Exit
Now if I knew but safely how to passe,
I would to Calice gladly meete his Grace,
Whether I am by letters certified,
Yet
Edward the third."
Extended Data
- line
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- word
- 4
- offset
- 74255
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- 74240
- sentence_end_index
- 74517
Sources
TLCMap IDte0881
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:17 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:17
Details
Latitude47.58667064 Longitude1.333733852
Description
"Mo: My Lord of Salisbury since by our aide,
Mine ennemie Sir Charles of Bloys is slaine,
And I againe am quietly possest,
In Btittaines Dukedome, knowe that I resolue,
For this kind furtherance of your king and you,
To sweare allegeance to his maiesty:
In signe where of receiue this Coronet,
Beare it vnto him, and with all mine othe,
Neuer to be but Edwards faithful friend."
Extended Data
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- word
- 5
- offset
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- 73863
- sentence_end_index
- 74240
Sources
TLCMap IDte087e
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:16 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:16
- Placename
- salisbury
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"Mo: My Lord of Salisbury since by our aide,
Mine ennemie Sir Charles of Bloys is slaine,
And I againe am quietly possest,
In Btittaines Dukedome, knowe that I resolue,
For this kind furtherance of your king and you,
To sweare allegeance to his maiesty:
In signe where of receiue this Coronet,
Beare it vnto him, and with all mine othe,
Neuer to be but Edwards faithful friend."
Extended Data
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- 73863
- sentence_end_index
- 74240
Sources
TLCMap IDte087f
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:16 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:16
- Placename
- villiers
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.67538378 Longitude0.173535746
Description
"Villiers, thou kuowest thou art my prisoner,
And that I might for ransome if I would,
Require of thee a hundred thousand Francks,
Or else retayne and keepe thee captiue still:
But so it is, that for a smaller charge,
Thou maist be quit and if thou wilt thy selfe,
And this it is, procure me but a pasport,
Of Charles the Duke of Normandy, that I,
Without restraint may haue recourse to Callis,
Through all the Countries where he hath to doe."
Extended Data
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- 74654
- sentence_end_index
- 75096
Sources
TLCMap IDte0885
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:18 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:18
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Sa: I take it Mountfort, thus I hope eare long,
The whole Dominions of the Realme of Fraunce
Wilbe surrendred to his conquering hand: Exit
Now if I knew but safely how to passe,
I would to Calice gladly meete his Grace,
Whether I am by letters certified,
Yet
Edward the third."
Extended Data
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- word
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- offset
- 74326
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- 74240
- sentence_end_index
- 74517
Sources
TLCMap IDte0883
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:18 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:18
- Placename
- villiers
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.67538378 Longitude0.173535746
Description
"bring Villiers to me."
Extended Data
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- offset
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- 74617
- sentence_end_index
- 74638
Sources
TLCMap IDte0886
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:18 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:18
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"Sa: I take it Mountfort, thus I hope eare long,
The whole Dominions of the Realme of Fraunce
Wilbe surrendred to his conquering hand: Exit
Now if I knew but safely how to passe,
I would to Calice gladly meete his Grace,
Whether I am by letters certified,
Yet
Edward the third."
Extended Data
- line
- 1812
- word
- 3
- offset
- 74430
- sentence_start_index
- 74240
- sentence_end_index
- 74517
Sources
TLCMap IDte0884
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:18 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:18
- Placename
- normandy
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.97711993 Longitude-0.40475732
Description
"Villiers, thou kuowest thou art my prisoner,
And that I might for ransome if I would,
Require of thee a hundred thousand Francks,
Or else retayne and keepe thee captiue still:
But so it is, that for a smaller charge,
Thou maist be quit and if thou wilt thy selfe,
And this it is, procure me but a pasport,
Of Charles the Duke of Normandy, that I,
Without restraint may haue recourse to Callis,
Through all the Countries where he hath to doe."
Extended Data
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TLCMap IDte0888
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:20 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:20
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Sal: Farewell Villiers,
Thus once I meane to trie a French mans faith."
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TLCMap IDte0889
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:20 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:20
Details
Latitude52.92254534 Longitude-1.479591253
Description
"Enter King Edward and Derby with Souldiers."
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TLCMap IDte088a
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:20 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:20
- Placename
- villiers
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.67538378 Longitude0.173535746
Description
"Sal: Farewell Villiers,
Thus once I meane to trie a French mans faith."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte088c
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:20 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:20
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"Villiers, thou kuowest thou art my prisoner,
And that I might for ransome if I would,
Require of thee a hundred thousand Francks,
Or else retayne and keepe thee captiue still:
But so it is, that for a smaller charge,
Thou maist be quit and if thou wilt thy selfe,
And this it is, procure me but a pasport,
Of Charles the Duke of Normandy, that I,
Without restraint may haue recourse to Callis,
Through all the Countries where he hath to doe."
Extended Data
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TLCMap IDte088d
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:21 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:21
Details
Latitude52.92254534 Longitude-1.479591253
Description
"Ki: Poore silly men, much wrongd, and more distrest,
Go Derby go, and see they be relieud,
Command that victuals be appoynted them,
And giue to euery one fiue Crownes a peece:
The Lion scornes to touch the yeelding pray,
And Edwards sword must fresh it selfe in such,
As wilfull stubbornnes hath made peruerse."
Extended Data
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TLCMap IDte088e
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:22 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:22
- Placename
- england
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Ki: Lord Persie welcome: whats the newes in England:
Per: The Queene my Lord comes heere to your Grace,
And from hir highnesse, and the Lord vicegerent,
I
Edward the third."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte088f
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:22 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:22
- Placename
- scotland
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"I bring this happie tidings of successe,
Dauid of Scotland lately vp in armes,
Thinking belike he soonest should preuaile,
Your highnes being absent from the Realme,
Is by the fruitfull seruice of your peeres,
And painefull trauell of the Queene her selfe:
That big with child was euery day in armes,
Vanquisht, subdude, and taken prisoner."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0890
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:22 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:22
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"The Burgesses of Callis mighty king,
Haue by a counsell willingly decreed,
To yeeld the towne and Castle to your hands,
Vpon condition it will please your grace,
To graunt them benefite of life and goods."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0899
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:25 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:25
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"Ki: Edw: Aske what they are, it seemes they come from
Callis."
Extended Data
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- sentence_start_index
- 76299
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0891
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:22 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:22
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"Per: The Queene my Lord her selfe by this at Sea,
And purposeth as soone as winde willserue,
To land at Callis, and to visit you,
Ki: She shall be welcome, and to wait her comming,
Ile pitch my tent neere to the sandy shore."
Extended Data
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- word
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- 78394
- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0892
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:22 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:22
- Placename
- villiers
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.67538378 Longitude0.173535746
Description
"Exit,
Enter Charles of Normandy and Villiers
Ch: I wounder Villiers, thou shouldest importune me
For one that is our deadly ennemie."
Extended Data
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- word
- 3
- offset
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- 79705
- sentence_end_index
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TLCMap IDte0898
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:25 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:25
- Placename
- villiers
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.67538378 Longitude0.173535746
Description
"Villiers I will not, nor I cannot do it,
Salisbury shall not haue his will so much,
To clayme a pasport how it pleaseth himselfe,
Vil: Why then I know the extremitie my Loid,
I must returne to prison whence I came,
Ch."
Extended Data
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TLCMap IDte0895
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:24 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:24
- Placename
- salisbury
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"Villiers I will not, nor I cannot do it,
Salisbury shall not haue his will so much,
To clayme a pasport how it pleaseth himselfe,
Vil: Why then I know the extremitie my Loid,
I must returne to prison whence I came,
Ch."
Extended Data
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- sentence_start_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0896
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:24 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:24
- Placename
- villeirs
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.67538378 Longitude0.173535746
Description
"Ch: Stay my Villeirs, thine honorable minde,
Deserues to be eternally admirde,
Thy sute shalbe no longer thus deferd:
Giue me the paper, Ile subscribe to it,
And wheretofore I loued thee as Villeirs,
Heereafter Ile embrace thee as my selfe,
Stay and be still in fauour with thy Lord."
Extended Data
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- word
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- 81646
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Sources
TLCMap IDte0897
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:25 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:25
- Placename
- villeirs
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.67538378 Longitude0.173535746
Description
"Ch: Stay my Villeirs, thine honorable minde,
Deserues to be eternally admirde,
Thy sute shalbe no longer thus deferd:
Giue me the paper, Ile subscribe to it,
And wheretofore I loued thee as Villeirs,
Heereafter Ile embrace thee as my selfe,
Stay and be still in fauour with thy Lord."
Extended Data
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- offset
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- 81646
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Sources
TLCMap IDte089f
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:27 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:27
- Placename
- villeirs
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.67538378 Longitude0.173535746
Description
"Do so Villeirs, and Charles when he hath neede,
Be such his souldiers, howsoeuer he speede."
Extended Data
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- sentence_start_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte089a
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:25 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:25
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Io: What else my son, hees scarse eight thousand (strong
and we are threescore thousand at the least,
Ch: I haue a prophecy my gratious Lord,
Wherein is written what successe is like
To happen vs in this outragious warre,
It was deliuered me at Cresses field,
By one that is an aged Hermyt there,
when fethered foul shal make thine army tremble,
and flint stones rise and breake the battell ray:
Then thinke on him that doth not now dissemble
For that shalbe the haples dreadfull day,
Yet in the end thy foot thou shalt aduance,
as farre in England, as thy foe in Fraunce,
Io: By this it seemes we shalbe fortunate:
For as it is impossible that stones
Should euer rise and breake the battaile ray,
Or airie foule make men in armes to quake,
So is it like we shall not be subdude:
Or say this might be true, yet in the end,
Since he doth promise we shall driue him hence,
And forrage their Countrie as they haue don ours
By this reuenge, that losse will seeme the lesse,
But all are fryuolous, fancies, toyes and dreames,
Once we are sure we haue insnard the sonne,
Catch we the father after how we can."
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TLCMap IDte089e
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:27 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:27
- Placename
- cresses
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.25439196 Longitude1.864899931
Description
"Io: What else my son, hees scarse eight thousand (strong
and we are threescore thousand at the least,
Ch: I haue a prophecy my gratious Lord,
Wherein is written what successe is like
To happen vs in this outragious warre,
It was deliuered me at Cresses field,
By one that is an aged Hermyt there,
when fethered foul shal make thine army tremble,
and flint stones rise and breake the battell ray:
Then thinke on him that doth not now dissemble
For that shalbe the haples dreadfull day,
Yet in the end thy foot thou shalt aduance,
as farre in England, as thy foe in Fraunce,
Io: By this it seemes we shalbe fortunate:
For as it is impossible that stones
Should euer rise and breake the battaile ray,
Or airie foule make men in armes to quake,
So is it like we shall not be subdude:
Or say this might be true, yet in the end,
Since he doth promise we shall driue him hence,
And forrage their Countrie as they haue don ours
By this reuenge, that losse will seeme the lesse,
But all are fryuolous, fancies, toyes and dreames,
Once we are sure we haue insnard the sonne,
Catch we the father after how we can."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte089d
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:26 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:26
Details
Latitude52.02242737 Longitude-4.128973986
Description
"K. Io: Come Charles and arme thee, Edward is intrapt,
The Prince of Wales is falne into our hands,
H An
The Raigne of King
And we haue compast him he cannot scape."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte089c
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:26 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:26
- Placename
- england
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Io: What else my son, hees scarse eight thousand (strong
and we are threescore thousand at the least,
Ch: I haue a prophecy my gratious Lord,
Wherein is written what successe is like
To happen vs in this outragious warre,
It was deliuered me at Cresses field,
By one that is an aged Hermyt there,
when fethered foul shal make thine army tremble,
and flint stones rise and breake the battell ray:
Then thinke on him that doth not now dissemble
For that shalbe the haples dreadfull day,
Yet in the end thy foot thou shalt aduance,
as farre in England, as thy foe in Fraunce,
Io: By this it seemes we shalbe fortunate:
For as it is impossible that stones
Should euer rise and breake the battaile ray,
Or airie foule make men in armes to quake,
So is it like we shall not be subdude:
Or say this might be true, yet in the end,
Since he doth promise we shall driue him hence,
And forrage their Countrie as they haue don ours
By this reuenge, that losse will seeme the lesse,
But all are fryuolous, fancies, toyes and dreames,
Once we are sure we haue insnard the sonne,
Catch we the father after how we can."
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TLCMap IDte08a2
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:27 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:27
- Placename
- cressey
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.25439196 Longitude1.864899931
Description
"Pr: Audley the armes of death embrace vs round,
And comfort haue we none saue that to die,
We pay sower earnest for a sweeter life,
At Cressey field our Clouds of Warlike smoke,
chokt vp those French mouths, & disseuered them
But now their multitudes of millions hide
Masking as twere the beautious burning Sunne,
Leauing no hope to vs but sullen darke,
And
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte08a3
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:28 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:28
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Pr: Audley the armes of death embrace vs round,
And comfort haue we none saue that to die,
We pay sower earnest for a sweeter life,
At Cressey field our Clouds of Warlike smoke,
chokt vp those French mouths, & disseuered them
But now their multitudes of millions hide
Masking as twere the beautious burning Sunne,
Leauing no hope to vs but sullen darke,
And
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte08a1
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:27 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:27
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Pr: Audley the armes of death embrace vs round,
And comfort haue we none saue that to die,
We pay sower earnest for a sweeter life,
At Cressey field our Clouds of Warlike smoke,
chokt vp those French mouths, & disseuered them
But now their multitudes of millions hide
Masking as twere the beautious burning Sunne,
Leauing no hope to vs but sullen darke,
And
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte08a4
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:28 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:28
- Placename
- normandie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.97711993 Longitude-0.40475732
Description
"Before vs in the vallie lies the king,
Vantagd with all that heauen and earth can yeeld,
His partie stronger battaild then our whole:
His sonne the brauing Duke of Normandie,
Hath trimd the Mountaine on our right hand vp,
In shining plate, that now the aspiring hill,
Shewes like a siluer quarrie, oran orbe
Aloft the which the Banners bannarets,
And new replenisht pendants cuff the aire,
And beat the windes, that for their gaudinesse,
Struggles to kisse them on our left handlies,
Phillip the younger issue of the king,
Coting the other hill in such arraie,
That all his guilded vpright pikes do seeme,
Streight trees of gold, the pendant leaues,
And their deuice of Antique heraldry,
Quartred in collours seeming sundy fruits,
Makes it the Orchard of the Hesperides,
Behinde vs two the hill doth beare his height,
For like a halfe Moone opening but one way,
It rounds vs in, there at our backs are lodgd,
The fatall Crosbowes, and the battaile there,
Is gouernd by the rough Chattillion,
Then thus it stands, the valleie for our flight,
The king binds in, the hils on either hand,
Are proudly royalized by his sonnes,
And on the Hill behind stands certaine death,
In pay and seruice with Chattillion."
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TLCMap IDte08a5
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:28 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:28
- Placename
- hesperides
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude35.2099178 Longitude-6.110130765
Description
"Before vs in the vallie lies the king,
Vantagd with all that heauen and earth can yeeld,
His partie stronger battaild then our whole:
His sonne the brauing Duke of Normandie,
Hath trimd the Mountaine on our right hand vp,
In shining plate, that now the aspiring hill,
Shewes like a siluer quarrie, oran orbe
Aloft the which the Banners bannarets,
And new replenisht pendants cuff the aire,
And beat the windes, that for their gaudinesse,
Struggles to kisse them on our left handlies,
Phillip the younger issue of the king,
Coting the other hill in such arraie,
That all his guilded vpright pikes do seeme,
Streight trees of gold, the pendant leaues,
And their deuice of Antique heraldry,
Quartred in collours seeming sundy fruits,
Makes it the Orchard of the Hesperides,
Behinde vs two the hill doth beare his height,
For like a halfe Moone opening but one way,
It rounds vs in, there at our backs are lodgd,
The fatall Crosbowes, and the battaile there,
Is gouernd by the rough Chattillion,
Then thus it stands, the valleie for our flight,
The king binds in, the hils on either hand,
Are proudly royalized by his sonnes,
And on the Hill behind stands certaine death,
In pay and seruice with Chattillion."
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TLCMap IDte08a6
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:29 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:29
- Placename
- chattillion
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.80467728 Longitude2.288836077
Description
"Before vs in the vallie lies the king,
Vantagd with all that heauen and earth can yeeld,
His partie stronger battaild then our whole:
His sonne the brauing Duke of Normandie,
Hath trimd the Mountaine on our right hand vp,
In shining plate, that now the aspiring hill,
Shewes like a siluer quarrie, oran orbe
Aloft the which the Banners bannarets,
And new replenisht pendants cuff the aire,
And beat the windes, that for their gaudinesse,
Struggles to kisse them on our left handlies,
Phillip the younger issue of the king,
Coting the other hill in such arraie,
That all his guilded vpright pikes do seeme,
Streight trees of gold, the pendant leaues,
And their deuice of Antique heraldry,
Quartred in collours seeming sundy fruits,
Makes it the Orchard of the Hesperides,
Behinde vs two the hill doth beare his height,
For like a halfe Moone opening but one way,
It rounds vs in, there at our backs are lodgd,
The fatall Crosbowes, and the battaile there,
Is gouernd by the rough Chattillion,
Then thus it stands, the valleie for our flight,
The king binds in, the hils on either hand,
Are proudly royalized by his sonnes,
And on the Hill behind stands certaine death,
In pay and seruice with Chattillion."
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TLCMap IDte08a7
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:29 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:29
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Pr: Deathes name is much more mightie then his deeds,
Thy parcelling this power hath made it more,
As many sands as these my hands can hold,
are but my handful of so many sands,
Then all the world, and call it but a power:
Easely tane vp and quickly throwne away,
But if I stand to count them sand by sand
2 The
The Raigne of King
The number would confound my memorie,
And make a thousand millions of a taske,
Which briefelie is no more indeed then one,
These quarters, spuadrons, and these regements,
Before, behinde vs, and on either hand,
Are but a power, when we name a man,
His hand, his foote, his head hath seuerall strengthes,
And being al but one selfe instant strength,
Why all this many, Audely is but one,
And we can call it all but one mans strength:
He that hath farre to goe, tels it by miles,
If he should tell the steps, it kills his hart:
The drops are infinite that make a floud,
And yet thou knowest we call it but a Raine:
There is but one Fraunce, one king of Fraunce,
That Fraunce hath no more kings, and that same king
Hath but the puissant legion of one king?"
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TLCMap IDte08a8
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:29 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:29
- Placename
- chattillion
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.80467728 Longitude2.288836077
Description
"Before vs in the vallie lies the king,
Vantagd with all that heauen and earth can yeeld,
His partie stronger battaild then our whole:
His sonne the brauing Duke of Normandie,
Hath trimd the Mountaine on our right hand vp,
In shining plate, that now the aspiring hill,
Shewes like a siluer quarrie, oran orbe
Aloft the which the Banners bannarets,
And new replenisht pendants cuff the aire,
And beat the windes, that for their gaudinesse,
Struggles to kisse them on our left handlies,
Phillip the younger issue of the king,
Coting the other hill in such arraie,
That all his guilded vpright pikes do seeme,
Streight trees of gold, the pendant leaues,
And their deuice of Antique heraldry,
Quartred in collours seeming sundy fruits,
Makes it the Orchard of the Hesperides,
Behinde vs two the hill doth beare his height,
For like a halfe Moone opening but one way,
It rounds vs in, there at our backs are lodgd,
The fatall Crosbowes, and the battaile there,
Is gouernd by the rough Chattillion,
Then thus it stands, the valleie for our flight,
The king binds in, the hils on either hand,
Are proudly royalized by his sonnes,
And on the Hill behind stands certaine death,
In pay and seruice with Chattillion."
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TLCMap IDte08a9
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:30 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:30
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Pr: Deathes name is much more mightie then his deeds,
Thy parcelling this power hath made it more,
As many sands as these my hands can hold,
are but my handful of so many sands,
Then all the world, and call it but a power:
Easely tane vp and quickly throwne away,
But if I stand to count them sand by sand
2 The
The Raigne of King
The number would confound my memorie,
And make a thousand millions of a taske,
Which briefelie is no more indeed then one,
These quarters, spuadrons, and these regements,
Before, behinde vs, and on either hand,
Are but a power, when we name a man,
His hand, his foote, his head hath seuerall strengthes,
And being al but one selfe instant strength,
Why all this many, Audely is but one,
And we can call it all but one mans strength:
He that hath farre to goe, tels it by miles,
If he should tell the steps, it kills his hart:
The drops are infinite that make a floud,
And yet thou knowest we call it but a Raine:
There is but one Fraunce, one king of Fraunce,
That Fraunce hath no more kings, and that same king
Hath but the puissant legion of one king?"
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08aa
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:30 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:30
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"He: The king of Fraunce my soueraigne Lord and master,
Greets by me his fo, the Prince of Wals,
If thou call forth a hundred men of name
Of Lords, Knights, Esquires and English gentlemen,
And with thy selfe and those kneele at his feete,
He straight will fold his bloody collours vp,
And ransome shall redeeme liues forfeited:
If not, this day shall drinke more English blood,
Then ere was buried in our Bryttish earth,
What is the answere to his profered mercy?"
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08ae
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:31 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:31
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Pr: Deathes name is much more mightie then his deeds,
Thy parcelling this power hath made it more,
As many sands as these my hands can hold,
are but my handful of so many sands,
Then all the world, and call it but a power:
Easely tane vp and quickly throwne away,
But if I stand to count them sand by sand
2 The
The Raigne of King
The number would confound my memorie,
And make a thousand millions of a taske,
Which briefelie is no more indeed then one,
These quarters, spuadrons, and these regements,
Before, behinde vs, and on either hand,
Are but a power, when we name a man,
His hand, his foote, his head hath seuerall strengthes,
And being al but one selfe instant strength,
Why all this many, Audely is but one,
And we can call it all but one mans strength:
He that hath farre to goe, tels it by miles,
If he should tell the steps, it kills his hart:
The drops are infinite that make a floud,
And yet thou knowest we call it but a Raine:
There is but one Fraunce, one king of Fraunce,
That Fraunce hath no more kings, and that same king
Hath but the puissant legion of one king?"
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TLCMap IDte08ab
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:31 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:31
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"He: The king of Fraunce my soueraigne Lord and master,
Greets by me his fo, the Prince of Wals,
If thou call forth a hundred men of name
Of Lords, Knights, Esquires and English gentlemen,
And with thy selfe and those kneele at his feete,
He straight will fold his bloody collours vp,
And ransome shall redeeme liues forfeited:
If not, this day shall drinke more English blood,
Then ere was buried in our Bryttish earth,
What is the answere to his profered mercy?"
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08ac
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:31 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:31
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"He: The king of Fraunce my soueraigne Lord and master,
Greets by me his fo, the Prince of Wals,
If thou call forth a hundred men of name
Of Lords, Knights, Esquires and English gentlemen,
And with thy selfe and those kneele at his feete,
He straight will fold his bloody collours vp,
And ransome shall redeeme liues forfeited:
If not, this day shall drinke more English blood,
Then ere was buried in our Bryttish earth,
What is the answere to his profered mercy?"
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TLCMap IDte08ad
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:31 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:31
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Pr: Deathes name is much more mightie then his deeds,
Thy parcelling this power hath made it more,
As many sands as these my hands can hold,
are but my handful of so many sands,
Then all the world, and call it but a power:
Easely tane vp and quickly throwne away,
But if I stand to count them sand by sand
2 The
The Raigne of King
The number would confound my memorie,
And make a thousand millions of a taske,
Which briefelie is no more indeed then one,
These quarters, spuadrons, and these regements,
Before, behinde vs, and on either hand,
Are but a power, when we name a man,
His hand, his foote, his head hath seuerall strengthes,
And being al but one selfe instant strength,
Why all this many, Audely is but one,
And we can call it all but one mans strength:
He that hath farre to goe, tels it by miles,
If he should tell the steps, it kills his hart:
The drops are infinite that make a floud,
And yet thou knowest we call it but a Raine:
There is but one Fraunce, one king of Fraunce,
That Fraunce hath no more kings, and that same king
Hath but the puissant legion of one king?"
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TLCMap IDte08af
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:31 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:31
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Pr, This heauen that couers Fraunce containes the mercy
That drawes from me submissiue orizons,
That such base breath should vanish from my lips
To vrge the plea of mercie to a man,
The Lord forbid, returne and tell the king,
My
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte08b0
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:32 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:32
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"How confident their strength and number makes them,
Now Audley sound those siluer winges of thine,
And let those milke white messengers of time,
Shew thy times learning in this dangerous time,
Thy selfe art busie, and bit with many broiles,
And stratagems forepast with yron pens,
Are texted in thine honorable face,
Thou art a married man in this distresse."
Extended Data
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TLCMap IDte08b8
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:35 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:35
- Placename
- normandie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.97711993 Longitude-0.40475732
Description
"The Duke of Normandie my Lord & master
Pittying thy youth is so ingirt with perill,
By me hath sent a nimble ioynted iennet,
As swift as euer yet thou didst bestride,
And therewithall he counsels thee to flie,
Els death himself hath sworne that thou shalt die."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08b2
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:32 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:32
Details
Latitude52.02242737 Longitude-4.128973986
Description
"He: Edward of Wales, Phillip the second sonne
To the most mightie christian king of France,
Seeing thy bodies liuing date expird,
All full of charitie and christian loue,
Commends this booke full fraught with prayers,
To thy faire hand, and for thy houre of lyfe,
Intreats thee that thou meditate therein,
And arme thy soule for hir long iourney towards."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08b3
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:33 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:33
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Tell him my colours are as red as his,
My men as bold, our English armes as strong,
returne him my defiance in his face."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08b1
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:32 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:32
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"He: Edward of Wales, Phillip the second sonne
To the most mightie christian king of France,
Seeing thy bodies liuing date expird,
All full of charitie and christian loue,
Commends this booke full fraught with prayers,
To thy faire hand, and for thy houre of lyfe,
Intreats thee that thou meditate therein,
And arme thy soule for hir long iourney towards."
Extended Data
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TLCMap IDte08b6
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:34 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:34
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Io: Go, & the next bough, souldier, that thou seest,
Disgrace it with his bodie presently,
Eor I doo hold a tree in France too good,
To
Edward the third."
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TLCMap IDte08bc
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:36 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:36
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Io: I now I call to mind the prophesie,
But I must giue no enterance to a feare,
Returne and harten vp these yeelding soules,
Tell them the rauens seeing them in armes,
So many faire against a famisht few,
Come but to dine vpon their handie worke,
and praie vpon the carrion that they kill,
For when we see a horse laid downe to die,
although not dead, the rauenous birds
Sit watching the departure of his life,
Euen so these rauens for the carcases,
Of those poore English that are markt to die,
Houer about, and if they crie to vs,
Tis but for meate that we must kill for them,
Awaie and comfort vp my souldiers,
and sound the trumpets, and at once dispatch
This litle busines of a silly fraude."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08b4
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:33 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:33
- Placename
- villiers
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.67538378 Longitude0.173535746
Description
"Villiers procurd it for thee, did he not?"
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TLCMap IDte08be
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:36 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:36
- Placename
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- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"To be the gallowes of an English theefe."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08b9
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:35 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:35
- Placename
- normandie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.97711993 Longitude-0.40475732
Description
"Sa: My Lord of Normandie, I haue your passe,
And warrant for my safetie through this land."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08ba
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:35 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:35
Details
Latitude52.02242737 Longitude-4.128973986
Description
"Then armes adieu, and let them fight that list,
Shall I not giue my girdle from my wast,
But with a gardion I shall be controld,
To saie I may not giue my things awaie,
Vpon my soule, had Edward prince of Wales
Ingagde his word, writ downe his noble hand,
For all your knights to passe his fathers land,
The roiall king to grace his warlike sonne,
Would not alone safe conduct giue to them."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08bb
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:36 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:36
- Placename
- englishman
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Kin: Dwelst thou on presidents, then be it so,
Say Englishman of what degree thou art."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08bd
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:36 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:36
- Placename
- salisburie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"Kin: Then Salisburie, say whether thou art bound."
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TLCMap IDte08c2
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:38 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:38
- Placename
- england
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Sa: An Earle in England, though a prisoner here,
And those that knowe me call me Salisburie."
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TLCMap IDte08bf
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:37 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:37
- Placename
- salisburie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"Sa: An Earle in England, though a prisoner here,
And those that knowe me call me Salisburie."
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TLCMap IDte08c0
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:37 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:37
- Placename
- callice
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"To Callice where my liege king Edward is."
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TLCMap IDte08c1
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:37 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:37
- Placename
- callice
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"Kin: To Callice Salisburie, then to Callice packe,
and bid the king prepare a noble graue,
To put his princely sonne blacke Edward in,
and as thou trauelst westward from this place,
Some two leagues hence there is a loftie hill,
Whose top seemes toplesse, for the imbracing skie,
Doth hide his high head in her azure bosome,
Vpon whose tall top when thy foot attaines,
Looke backe vpon the humble vale beneath,
Humble of late, but now made proud with armes,
and thence behold the wretched prince of Wales,
Hoopt with a bond ofyron round about,
After which sight to Callice spurre amaine,
and saie the prince was smoothered, and not slaine,
and tell the king this is not all his ill,
For I will greet him ere he thinkes I will,
Awaie be gone, the smoake but of our shot,
Will choake our foes, though bullets hit them not."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08c6
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:39 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:39
Details
Latitude52.02242737 Longitude-4.128973986
Description
"Kin: To Callice Salisburie, then to Callice packe,
and bid the king prepare a noble graue,
To put his princely sonne blacke Edward in,
and as thou trauelst westward from this place,
Some two leagues hence there is a loftie hill,
Whose top seemes toplesse, for the imbracing skie,
Doth hide his high head in her azure bosome,
Vpon whose tall top when thy foot attaines,
Looke backe vpon the humble vale beneath,
Humble of late, but now made proud with armes,
and thence behold the wretched prince of Wales,
Hoopt with a bond ofyron round about,
After which sight to Callice spurre amaine,
and saie the prince was smoothered, and not slaine,
and tell the king this is not all his ill,
For I will greet him ere he thinkes I will,
Awaie be gone, the smoake but of our shot,
Will choake our foes, though bullets hit them not."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08c4
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:39 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:39
- Placename
- callice
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"Kin: To Callice Salisburie, then to Callice packe,
and bid the king prepare a noble graue,
To put his princely sonne blacke Edward in,
and as thou trauelst westward from this place,
Some two leagues hence there is a loftie hill,
Whose top seemes toplesse, for the imbracing skie,
Doth hide his high head in her azure bosome,
Vpon whose tall top when thy foot attaines,
Looke backe vpon the humble vale beneath,
Humble of late, but now made proud with armes,
and thence behold the wretched prince of Wales,
Hoopt with a bond ofyron round about,
After which sight to Callice spurre amaine,
and saie the prince was smoothered, and not slaine,
and tell the king this is not all his ill,
For I will greet him ere he thinkes I will,
Awaie be gone, the smoake but of our shot,
Will choake our foes, though bullets hit them not."
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TLCMap IDte08c5
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:39 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:39
- Placename
- callice
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"Kin: To Callice Salisburie, then to Callice packe,
and bid the king prepare a noble graue,
To put his princely sonne blacke Edward in,
and as thou trauelst westward from this place,
Some two leagues hence there is a loftie hill,
Whose top seemes toplesse, for the imbracing skie,
Doth hide his high head in her azure bosome,
Vpon whose tall top when thy foot attaines,
Looke backe vpon the humble vale beneath,
Humble of late, but now made proud with armes,
and thence behold the wretched prince of Wales,
Hoopt with a bond ofyron round about,
After which sight to Callice spurre amaine,
and saie the prince was smoothered, and not slaine,
and tell the king this is not all his ill,
For I will greet him ere he thinkes I will,
Awaie be gone, the smoake but of our shot,
Will choake our foes, though bullets hit them not."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08c7
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:39 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:39
- Placename
- salisburie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"Kin: To Callice Salisburie, then to Callice packe,
and bid the king prepare a noble graue,
To put his princely sonne blacke Edward in,
and as thou trauelst westward from this place,
Some two leagues hence there is a loftie hill,
Whose top seemes toplesse, for the imbracing skie,
Doth hide his high head in her azure bosome,
Vpon whose tall top when thy foot attaines,
Looke backe vpon the humble vale beneath,
Humble of late, but now made proud with armes,
and thence behold the wretched prince of Wales,
Hoopt with a bond ofyron round about,
After which sight to Callice spurre amaine,
and saie the prince was smoothered, and not slaine,
and tell the king this is not all his ill,
For I will greet him ere he thinkes I will,
Awaie be gone, the smoake but of our shot,
Will choake our foes, though bullets hit them not."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08c3
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:38 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:38
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"Vp, vp Artoys, the ground it selfe is armd,
Fire containing flint, command our bowes
To hurle awaie their pretie colored Ew,
and to it with stones, awaie Artoys, awaie,
My soule doth prophesie we win the daie."
Extended Data
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- 97028
- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08cb
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:41 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:41
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Our multitudes are in themselues confounded,
Dismayed, and distraught, swift starting feare
Hath buzd a cold dismaie through all our armie,
and euerie pettie disaduantage promptes
The feare possessed abiect soule to flie,
My selfe whose spirit is steele to their dull lead,
What with recalling of the prophesie,
and that our natiue stones from English armes
Rebell against vs, finde my selfe attainted
With strong surprise of weake and yeelding feare."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08d1
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:43 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:43
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Breath then, and too it againe, the amazed French
are quite distract with gazing on the crowes,
and were our quiuers full of shafts againe,
Your grace should see a glorious day of this,
O for more arrowes Lord, thats our want."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08c9
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:40 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:40
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"Courage Artoys, a fig for feathered shafts,
When feathered foules doo bandie on our side,
What need we fight, and sweate, and keepe a coile,
When railing crowes outscolde our aduersaries
Vp
Edward the third."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08cc
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:42 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:42
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"Pri: No deare Artoys, but choakt with dust and smoake,
And stept aside for breath and fresher aire."
Extended Data
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- 96498
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08ca
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:41 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:41
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"Vp, vp Artoys, the ground it selfe is armd,
Fire containing flint, command our bowes
To hurle awaie their pretie colored Ew,
and to it with stones, awaie Artoys, awaie,
My soule doth prophesie we win the daie."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08ce
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:42 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:42
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Ch: O that I were some other countryman,
This daie hath set derision on the French,
and all the world wilt blurt and scorne at vs.
Kin: What is there no hope left?"
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08d0
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:43 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:43
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Fly father flie, the French do kill the French,
Some that would stand, let driue at some that flie,
Our drums strike nothing but discouragement,
Our trumpets sound dishonor, and retire,
The spirit of feare that feareth nought but death,
Cowardly workes confusion on it selfe."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08cd
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:42 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:42
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Fly father flie, the French do kill the French,
Some that would stand, let driue at some that flie,
Our drums strike nothing but discouragement,
Our trumpets sound dishonor, and retire,
The spirit of feare that feareth nought but death,
Cowardly workes confusion on it selfe."
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08cf
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:43 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:43
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Now Iohn in France, & lately Iohn of France,
Thy bloudie Ensignes are my captiue colours,
and you high vanting Charles of Normandie,
That once to daie sent me a horse to flie,
are now the subiects of my clemencie."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08d8
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:45 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:45
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Now Iohn in France, & lately Iohn of France,
Thy bloudie Ensignes are my captiue colours,
and you high vanting Charles of Normandie,
That once to daie sent me a horse to flie,
are now the subiects of my clemencie."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08d3
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:44 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:44
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Fie Lords, is it not a shame that English boies,
Whose early daies are yet not worth a beard,
Should in the bosome of your kingdome thus,
One against twentie beate you vp together."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08d4
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:44 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:44
- Placename
- normandie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude48.97711993 Longitude-0.40475732
Description
"Now Iohn in France, & lately Iohn of France,
Thy bloudie Ensignes are my captiue colours,
and you high vanting Charles of Normandie,
That once to daie sent me a horse to flie,
are now the subiects of my clemencie."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08d5
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:44 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:44
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"an argument that heauen aides the right,
See, see, Artoys doth bring with him along,
the late good counsell giuer to my soule,
Welcome Artoys, and welcome Phillip to,
Who now of you or I haue need to praie,
Now is the prouerbe verefied in you,
Too bright a morning breeds a louring daie."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08d6
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:45 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:45
- Placename
- audleys
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"No matter if it be, the count is cast,
and in the worst ends but a mortall man,
Good friends conuey me to the princely Edward
That in the crimson brauerie of my bloud,
I may become him with saluting him,
Ile smile and tell him that this open scarre,
Doth end the haruest of his Audleys warre."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08d7
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:45 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:45
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"an argument that heauen aides the right,
See, see, Artoys doth bring with him along,
the late good counsell giuer to my soule,
Welcome Artoys, and welcome Phillip to,
Who now of you or I haue need to praie,
Now is the prouerbe verefied in you,
Too bright a morning breeds a louring daie."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
- 100229
Sources
TLCMap IDte08d9
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:46 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:46
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Pr: Deare Audley if my tongue ring out thy end:
My armes shalbethe graue, what may I do,
To win thy life, or to reuenge thy death,
If thou wilt drinke the blood of captyue kings,
Or that it were restoritiue, command
A Heath of kings blood, and Ile drinke to thee,
Ifhonor may dispence for thee with death,
The neuer dying honor of this daie,
Share wholie Audley to thy selfe and liue."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08dd
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:47 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:47
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"But say, what grym discoragement comes heere,
Alas what thousand armed men of Fraunce,
Haue writ that note of death in Audleys face:
Speake thou that wooest death with thy careles (smile
and lookst so merrily vpon thv graue,
As if thou wert enamored on thyne end,
What hungry sword hath so bereuad thy face,
And lopt a true friend from my louing soule:
Au."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08db
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:46 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:46
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Pr: Deare Audley if my tongue ring out thy end:
My armes shalbethe graue, what may I do,
To win thy life, or to reuenge thy death,
If thou wilt drinke the blood of captyue kings,
Or that it were restoritiue, command
A Heath of kings blood, and Ile drinke to thee,
Ifhonor may dispence for thee with death,
The neuer dying honor of this daie,
Share wholie Audley to thy selfe and liue."
Extended Data
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- 2
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- 100724
- sentence_end_index
- 101109
Sources
TLCMap IDte08e2
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:49 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:49
- Placename
- audleys
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"But say, what grym discoragement comes heere,
Alas what thousand armed men of Fraunce,
Haue writ that note of death in Audleys face:
Speake thou that wooest death with thy careles (smile
and lookst so merrily vpon thv graue,
As if thou wert enamored on thyne end,
What hungry sword hath so bereuad thy face,
And lopt a true friend from my louing soule:
Au."
Extended Data
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- word
- 7
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- 100403
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- 100283
- sentence_end_index
- 100640
Sources
TLCMap IDte08dc
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:47 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:47
Details
Latitude53.05510383 Longitude-2.306605199
Description
"Pr: Renowned Audley, liue and haue from mee,
This gift twise doubled to these Esquires and thee
But liue or die, what thou hast giuen away,
To these and theirs shall lasting freedome stay,
Come gentlemen, I will see my friend bestowed,
With in an easie Litter, then wele martch."
Extended Data
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- 2
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08e1
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:48 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:48
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Pr: Cheerely bold man, thy soule is all to proud,
To yeeld her Citie for one little breach,
Should be diuorced from her earthly spouse,
By the soft temper of a French mans sword:
Lo, to repaire thy life, I giue to thee,
Three thousand Marks a yeere in English land."
Extended Data
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- word
- 6
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- 101662
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- 101409
- sentence_end_index
- 101675
Sources
TLCMap IDte08de
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:48 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:48
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Pr: Cheerely bold man, thy soule is all to proud,
To yeeld her Citie for one little breach,
Should be diuorced from her earthly spouse,
By the soft temper of a French mans sword:
Lo, to repaire thy life, I giue to thee,
Three thousand Marks a yeere in English land."
Extended Data
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- 101409
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08df
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:48 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:48
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Au: I take thy gift to pay the debts I owe:
These two poore Esquires redeemd me from the (French
With lusty & deer hazzard of their liues;
What thou hast giuen me I giue to them,
And as thou louest me Prince, lay thy consent."
Extended Data
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- 101901
Sources
TLCMap IDte08e0
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:48 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:48
Details
Latitude50.95110111 Longitude1.86073885
Description
"Proudly toward Callis with tryumphant pace,
Vnto my royall father, and there bring,
The tribut of my wars, faire Fraunce his king."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08e6
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:51 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:51
Details
Latitude52.92254534 Longitude-1.479591253
Description
"Enter King Edward, Queen Phillip, Derby, soldiers."
Extended Data
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- word
- 5
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- 102456
- sentence_end_index
- 102507
Sources
TLCMap IDte08e4
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:49 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:49
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Qu: Ah be more milde vnto these yeelding men,
It is a glorious thing to stablish peace,
And kings approch the nearest vnto God,
By giuing life and safety vnto men,
As thou intendest to be king of Fraunce,
So let her people liue to call thee king,
For what the sword cuts down or fire hath spoyld
Is held in reputation none of ours."
Extended Data
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- 104162
- sentence_end_index
- 104494
Sources
TLCMap IDte08e5
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:50 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:50
Details
Latitude54.97386344 Longitude-2.110562723
Description
"Alas how much in vaine my poore eyes gaze,
For souccour that my soueraigne should send;
A cosin Mountague, I feare thou wants,
The liuely spirirt sharpely to solicit,
Wth vehement sute the king in my behalfe:
Thou dost not tell him what a griefe it is,
To be the scornefull captiue to a Scot,
Either to be wooed with broad vntuned othes,
Or forst by rough insulting barbarisme:
Thou doest not tell him if he heere preuaile,
How much they will deride vs in the North,
And in their vild vnseuill skipping giggs,
Bray foorth their Conquest, and our ouerthrow,
Euen in the barraine, bleake and fruitlesse aire,
Enter Dauid and Douglas, Lorraine."
Extended Data
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- 7728
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08e8
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:51 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:51
Details
Latitude57.07417756 Longitude-4.468917903
Description
"De, Copland my Lord, and Dauid King of Scots:
Ki: Is this the proud presumtious Esquire of the
North,
That would not yeeld his prisoner to my Queen,
Cop: I am my liege a Northen Esquire indeed,
But neither proud nor insolent I trust."
Extended Data
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- 105253
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- 105487
Sources
TLCMap IDte08e7
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:51 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:51
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Proudly toward Callis with tryumphant pace,
Vnto my royall father, and there bring,
The tribut of my wars, faire Fraunce his king."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08e3
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:49 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:49
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"He was my Lord, and as my worthltsse selfe,
With fortie other seruicable knights,
Vndersafe conduct of the Dolphins seale,
Did trauaile that way, finding him distrest,
A troupe of Launces met vs on the way,
Surprisd and brought vs prisoners to the king,
Who proud of this, and eager of reuenge,
Commanded straight to cut of all our heads,
And surely we had died but that the Duke,
More full of honor then his angry syre,
Procurd our quicke deliuerance from thence,
But ere we went, salute your king, quothe hee,
Bid him prouide a funerall for his sonne,
To day our sword shall cut his thred of life,
And sooner then he thinkes wele be with him:
To quittance those displeasures he hath done,
This said, we past, not daring to reply,
Our harts were dead, our lookes diffusd and wan,
Wandring at last we clymd vnto a hill,
From whence although our griefe were much be-(fore
Yet now to see the occasion with our eies,
Did thrice so much increase our heauines,
For there my Lord, oh there we did descry
Downe in a vallie how both armies laie:
The French had cast their trenches like a ring,
And euery Barricados open front,
Was thicke imbost with brasen ordynaunce."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08ec
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:52 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:52
- Placename
- salisburie
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude51.0698947 Longitude-1.79863321
Description
"welcom lord Salisburie, what news from Brittaine
Enter Salsbury."
Extended Data
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- 106792
Sources
TLCMap IDte08e9
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:51 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:51
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"And Copland straight vpon your highnes charge,
Is come to Fraunce, and with a lowly minde,
Doth vale the bonnet of his victory:
Receiue dread Lorde the custome of my fraught,
The wealthie tribute of my laboring hands,
Which should long since haue been surrendred vp
Had but your gratious selfe bin there in place,
Q. But Copland thou didst scorne the kings com-(mand
Neglecting our commission in his name."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
- 106186
Sources
TLCMap IDte08eb
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:52 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:52
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"K Heere
The Raigne of King
Heere stood a battaile of ten tstousand horse,
There twise as many pikes in quadrant wise,
Here Crosbowes and deadly wounding darts,
And in the midst like to a slender poynt,
Within the compasse of the horison,
astwere a rising bubble in the sea,
A Hasle wand a midst a wood of Pynes,
Or as a beare fast chaind vnto a stake,
Stood famous Edward still expecting when
Those doggs of Fraunce would fasten on his flesh
Anon the death procuring knell begins,
Off goe the Cannons that with trembling noyse,
Did shake the very Mountayne where they stood,
Then sound the Trumpets clangor in the aire,
The battailes ioyne, and when we could no more,
Discerne the difference twixt the friend and fo,
So intricate the darke confusion was,
Away we turnd our watrie eies with sighs,
as blacke as pouder fuming into smoke,
And thus I feare, vnhappie haue I told,
The most vntimely tale of Edwards fall."
Extended Data
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- sentence_end_index
- 109376
Sources
TLCMap IDte08ed
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:52 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:52
- Placename
- poitiers
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude46.57766884 Longitude0.350850532
Description
"Ki: We thanke thee for thy seruice valient Earle
Challenge ourfauour for we owe it thee:
Sa: But now my Lord, as this is ioyful newes,
So must my voice be tragicall againe,
and I must sing of dolefull accidents,
Ki: What haue our men the ouerthrow at Poitiers,
Or is our sonne beset with too much odds?"
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08ee
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:53 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:53
Details
Latitude52.02242737 Longitude-4.128973986
Description
"Reioyce my Lord, ascend the imperial throne
The mightie and redoubted prince of Wales,
Great seruitor to bloudie Mars in armes,
The French mans terror and his countries fame,
Triumphant rideth like a Romane peere,
and lowly at his stirop comes a foot
King Iohn of France, together with his sonne,
In captiue bonds, whose diadem he brings
To crowne thee with, and to proclaime thee king
Ki."
Extended Data
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Sources
TLCMap IDte08f1
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:54 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:54
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"And so I will, but all the Peeres in Fraunce,
Shall mourners be, and weepe out bloody teares,
Vntill their emptie vaines be drie and sere
The pillers of his hearseshall be his bones,
The mould that couers him, their Citie ashes,
His knell the groning cryes of dying men,
and
Edward the third."
Extended Data
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TLCMap IDte08ef
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:54 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:54
- Placename
- fraunce
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Qu: Ah me, is this my welcome into Fraunce:
Is this the comfort that I lookt to haue,
When I should meete with my belooued sonne:
Sweete Ned, I would thy mother in the sea
Had been preuented of this mortall griefe."
Extended Data
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- word
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- offset
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- sentence_start_index
- 109376
- sentence_end_index
- 109591
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TLCMap IDte08f2
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:54 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:54
Details
Latitude49.1742847 Longitude3.599108537
Description
"Enter Prince Edward, king Iohn, Phillip, Aud-
ley, Artoys."
Extended Data
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- 2693
- word
- 1
- offset
- 110812
- sentence_start_index
- 110760
- sentence_end_index
- 110819
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TLCMap IDte08f8
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:56 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:56
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Reioyce my Lord, ascend the imperial throne
The mightie and redoubted prince of Wales,
Great seruitor to bloudie Mars in armes,
The French mans terror and his countries fame,
Triumphant rideth like a Romane peere,
and lowly at his stirop comes a foot
King Iohn of France, together with his sonne,
In captiue bonds, whose diadem he brings
To crowne thee with, and to proclaime thee king
Ki."
Extended Data
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- word
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- offset
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- 110287
- sentence_end_index
- 110676
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TLCMap IDte08f3
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:55 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:55
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Reioyce my Lord, ascend the imperial throne
The mightie and redoubted prince of Wales,
Great seruitor to bloudie Mars in armes,
The French mans terror and his countries fame,
Triumphant rideth like a Romane peere,
and lowly at his stirop comes a foot
King Iohn of France, together with his sonne,
In captiue bonds, whose diadem he brings
To crowne thee with, and to proclaime thee king
Ki."
Extended Data
- line
- 2687
- word
- 3
- offset
- 110551
- sentence_start_index
- 110287
- sentence_end_index
- 110676
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TLCMap IDte08f0
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:54 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:54
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Kin: Thy ransome Iohn, hereafter shall be known
But first to England thou must crosse the seas,
To see what intertainment it affords,
How ere it fals, it cannot be so bad,
as ours hath bin since we ariude in France."
Extended Data
- line
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- word
- 8
- offset
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- sentence_start_index
- 111829
- sentence_end_index
- 112045
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TLCMap IDte08f6
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:55 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:55
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Kin: So Iohn of France, I see you keepe your word
You promist to be sooner with our selfe
Then we did thinke for, and tis so in deed,
But had you done at first as now you do,
How many ciuill townes had stoode vntoucht,
That now are turnd to ragged heaps of stones?"
Extended Data
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- word
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- offset
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- sentence_start_index
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- sentence_end_index
- 111626
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TLCMap IDte08f4
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:55 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:55
- Placename
- england
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Kin: Thy ransome Iohn, hereafter shall be known
But first to England thou must crosse the seas,
To see what intertainment it affords,
How ere it fals, it cannot be so bad,
as ours hath bin since we ariude in France."
Extended Data
- line
- 2719
- word
- 3
- offset
- 111891
- sentence_start_index
- 111829
- sentence_end_index
- 112045
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TLCMap IDte08f5
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:55 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:55
Details
Latitude47.09192896 Longitude2.572607236
Description
"Pri: Now father this petition Edward makes,
To thee whose grace hath bin his strongest shield
That as thy pleasure chose me for the man,
To be the instrument to shew thy power,
So thou wilt grant that many princes more,
Bred and brought vp within that little Isle,
May still be famous for lyke victories:
and for my part, the bloudie scars I beare,
The wearie nights that I haue watcht in field,
The dangerous conflicts I haue often had,
The fearefull menaces were proffered me,
The heate and cold, and what else might displease
I wish were now redoubled twentie fold,
So that hereafter ages when they reade
The painfull traffike of my tender youth
Might thereby be inflamd with such resolue,
as not the territories of France alone,
But likewise Spain, Turkie, and what countries els
That iustly would prouoke faire Englands ire,
Might at their presence tremble and retire."
Extended Data
- line
- 2741
- word
- 5
- offset
- 112850
- sentence_start_index
- 112130
- sentence_end_index
- 113004
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TLCMap IDte08f7
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:56 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:56
Details
Latitude39.68618495 Longitude-3.530989048
Description
"Pri: Now father this petition Edward makes,
To thee whose grace hath bin his strongest shield
That as thy pleasure chose me for the man,
To be the instrument to shew thy power,
So thou wilt grant that many princes more,
Bred and brought vp within that little Isle,
May still be famous for lyke victories:
and for my part, the bloudie scars I beare,
The wearie nights that I haue watcht in field,
The dangerous conflicts I haue often had,
The fearefull menaces were proffered me,
The heate and cold, and what else might displease
I wish were now redoubled twentie fold,
So that hereafter ages when they reade
The painfull traffike of my tender youth
Might thereby be inflamd with such resolue,
as not the territories of France alone,
But likewise Spain, Turkie, and what countries els
That iustly would prouoke faire Englands ire,
Might at their presence tremble and retire."
Extended Data
- line
- 2742
- word
- 2
- offset
- 112877
- sentence_start_index
- 112130
- sentence_end_index
- 113004
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TLCMap IDte08f9
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:57 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:57
- Placename
- englands
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Pri: Now father this petition Edward makes,
To thee whose grace hath bin his strongest shield
That as thy pleasure chose me for the man,
To be the instrument to shew thy power,
So thou wilt grant that many princes more,
Bred and brought vp within that little Isle,
May still be famous for lyke victories:
and for my part, the bloudie scars I beare,
The wearie nights that I haue watcht in field,
The dangerous conflicts I haue often had,
The fearefull menaces were proffered me,
The heate and cold, and what else might displease
I wish were now redoubled twentie fold,
So that hereafter ages when they reade
The painfull traffike of my tender youth
Might thereby be inflamd with such resolue,
as not the territories of France alone,
But likewise Spain, Turkie, and what countries els
That iustly would prouoke faire Englands ire,
Might at their presence tremble and retire."
Extended Data
- line
- 2743
- word
- 5
- offset
- 112947
- sentence_start_index
- 112130
- sentence_end_index
- 113004
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TLCMap IDte08fa
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:57 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:57
- Placename
- england
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Kin: Here English Lordes we do proclaime a rest
an intercession of our painfull armes,
Sheath vp your swords, refresh your weary lims,
Peruse your spoiles, and after we haue breathd
a daie or two within this hauen towne,
God willing then for England wele be shipt,
Where in a happie houre I trust we shall
Ariue three kings, two princes, and a queene."
Extended Data
- line
- 2750
- word
- 4
- offset
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- 113004
- sentence_end_index
- 113356
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TLCMap IDte08fb
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:57 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:57
- Placename
- english
- Type
- Text
Details
Latitude52.83392396 Longitude-1.013852044
Description
"Kin: Here English Lordes we do proclaime a rest
an intercession of our painfull armes,
Sheath vp your swords, refresh your weary lims,
Peruse your spoiles, and after we haue breathd
a daie or two within this hauen towne,
God willing then for England wele be shipt,
Where in a happie houre I trust we shall
Ariue three kings, two princes, and a queene."
Extended Data
- line
- 2745
- word
- 2
- offset
- 113015
- sentence_start_index
- 113004
- sentence_end_index
- 113356
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TLCMap IDte08fc
Created At2025-06-14 10:18:57 Updated At2025-06-14 10:18:57
