Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Queen's Entertainment at Woodstock · chunk 14 of 17

Anonymous · published 1585 · first performed or written 1575 [Sep] (Annals)
entertainment; royal entertainment or entry
unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 508 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.

You shall obtain such one by his foresight, as he shall like, and country's weal shall crave, You must regard the common weals good plight, and seek the whole not only one to save. If you do well, I cannot do amiss, though losing you I lose mine only bliss. I do foresee the grief that will ensue, when I shall find myself of you bereft, When careful mind my late mishap shall rue, that void of you and of your sight am left. A double death my doleful days shall feel, yet I resign my right to country's weal. A noble speech confirming what was said, that virtues worth was causer of your love, For sure my Lord it cannot be denied, but that this mind a stony heart might move, Which to his praise doth yield to country's good, the thing which to possess so near he stood. Well Conta. I must needs esteem, you of such worth as your estate doth bear, And if it might so to all others seem, you best deserve the garland for to wear. But sith the fates against your virtues bend, your virtue wills you this to condescend. Whereto this far I yield if that you please with me again to Country to resort, You shall in noble state there live at ease, and spend your days in most delightful sport. And as for love I banished you my land, even so for love in grace still shall you stand. My Lord, what you have done, your state maintains, exiling me that did offend your eye, My life must be in course of restless pains, for her whom care of country doth deny. Good hap light on the land where I was borne, though I do live in wretched state forlorn. Alas that such a spirit cannot persuade, Alas that state and virtue sunder so, Alas of worth no more account is made, but thus from thee my love must I needs go. Well sith he yields which hath most right in me, Ah Countries good I yield myself to thee. Now have I that which though I bought with pain, I think it light, the gain thereof so great, Now I receive you to my grace again, whereof before Love sought you to defeat. The second mends the former fault doth heal, since you give place to care of country's weal. Well now the force whereto your fate made way is well expired, you have the heavens to friend, Who though they saw you run so long astray, yet have they given your care a joyful end. Think on and thank, it is a special grace, first so to stray, than so to end your race. Your peace is wrought Madam, retire with me, to place where I do dwell from whence you may To Country make repair when time shallbe. till when my Lord if you with me will stay, What things shall need for that your home retire, I will supply your want to your desire.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Queen's Entertainment at Woodstock
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1585
First performance / composition (Annals)1575 [Sep]
First performance (BritDrama)1575 [Sep]
Genre (British Drama)entertainment; royal entertainment or entry
Play typeOccasional;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 149 · TCP A21238 · DEEP 123
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 760–819 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 14 of 17 in this edition
Length508 words · 623 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T1 — Death, grief and revenge at 0.777
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
You shal obteine such one by his foresight, as he shal like, and countries weale shal craue, You mustregard the common weales good plight, and seeke the whole not onely one to saue. If you doe well, I cannot doe amisse, though loosing you I lose mine onely blisse. I doe foresee the griefe that wil insue, when I shal find my selfe of you bereft, VVhen careful mind my late mishap shal rue, that voyd of you and of your sight am left. A double death my doleful dayes shal feele, yet I resigne my right to countries weale. A noble speech confirming what was said, that vertues worth was causer of your loue, For sure my Lord it cannot be denaide, but that this minde a stony heart myght moue, Which to his praise doth yeeld to Countries good, the thing which to possesse so neere he stood. Wel Conta. I must needs esteeme, you of such worth as your estate doth beare, And if it might so to all others seem, you best deserue the garland for to weare. But sith the fates against your vertues bend, your vertue wils you this to condiscend. Whereto this farre I yeeld if that you please with me againe to Countrey to resort, You shal in noble state there liue at ease, and spend your daies in most delightful sport. And as for loue I banish't you my lande, euen so for loue in grace stil shal you stand. My Lord, what you haue done, your state maintains, exiling me that did offend your eye, My life must be in course of restlesse paines, for her whom care of countrey doth denye. Good hap light on the land where I was borne, though I doe liue in wretched state forlorne. Alas that such a spirit cannot perswade, Alas that state and vertue sunder so, Alas of worth no more account is made, but thus from thee my loue must I needes goe. Well sith he yeelds which hath most right in me, Ah Countries good I yeeld my selfe to thee. Now haue I that which though I bought with pain, I think it light, the gain thereof so great, Now I receiue you to my grace againe, whereof before Loue sought you to defeat. The second mends the former fault doth heale, since you giue place to care of Countries weale. Wel now the force wherto your fate made way is wel expired, you haue the heauens to friend, Who though they saw you runne so long astray, yet haue they giuen your care a ioyful end. Thinke on and thanke, it is a special grace, first so to stray, then so to end your race. Your peace is wrought Madam, retire with me, to place where I do dwel from whence you may To Countrey make repaire when time shalbe. til when my Lord if you with me wil stay, What things shal need for that your home retire, I wil supply your want to your desire.