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1 The Troublesome Reign of King John · chunk 13 of 27

Anonymous · published 1591 · first performed or written 1591 (Annals)
history · Queen Elizabeth's Men
T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea typicality 0.81 · 500 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.

Then thus: whereas that young & lusty knight Incites you on to knit your kingly strengths: The motion cannot choose but please the good, And such as love the quiet of the State. But how my Lords, how should your strengths be knit? Not to oppress your subjects and your friends, And fill the world with brawls and mutinies: But unto peace your forces should be knit To live in Princely league and amity: Do this, the gates of Angiers shall give way And stand wide open to your heart's content. To make this peace a lasting bond of love, Remains one only honourable means, Which by your pardon I shall here display. Lewes the Dolphin and the heir of France, A man of noted valour through the world, Is yet unmarried: let him take to wife The beauteous daughter of the King of Spain, near to K. Iohn, the lovely Lady Blanch, Begotten on his Sister Elinor. With her in marriage will her uncle give Castles and Towers as fitteth such a match. The Kings thus joined in league of perfect love, They may so deal with Arthur Duke of Britain, Who is but young, and yet unmeet to reign, As he shall stand contented every way. Thus have I boldly (for the common good) Delivered what the City gave in charge. And as upon conditions you agree, So shall we stand content to yield the Town. A proper peace, if such a motion hold; These Kings bear arms for me, and for my right, And they shall share my lands to make them friends. Son Iohn, follow this motion, as thou lovest thy mother, Make league with Philip, yield to any thing: Lewes shall have my Niece, and then be sure Arthur shall have small succour out of France. Brother of France, you hear the Citizens: Then tell me, how you mean to deal herein. Why John, what canst thou give unto thy Niece, That hast no foot of land, but Arthur's right? By'r Lady Citizens, I like your choice, A lovely Damsel is the Lady Blanch, Worthy the heir of Europe for her fere. What Kings, why stand you gazing in a trance? Why how now Lords? accursed Citizens To fill and tickle their ambitious ears, With hope of gain, that springs from Arthur's loss. Some dismal Planet at thy birthday reigned, For now I see the fall of all thy hopes. Lady, and Duke of Britain, know you both, The King of France respects his honour more, Than to betray his friends and favourers. Princess of Spain, could you affect my Son, If we upon conditions could agree? 'Swounds Madam, take an English Gentleman: Slave as I was, I thought to have moved the match. Grandam you made me halfe a promise once, That Lady Blanch should bring me wealth enough, And make me heir of store of English land. Peace Philip, I will look thee out a wife, We must with policy compound this strife.
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Play1 The Troublesome Reign of King John
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1591
First performance / composition (Annals)1591
First performance (BritDrama)1589 [1587-1591]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Elizabeth's Men
Genre (British Drama)history
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 170 · TCP A68278 · DEEP 5021.01
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 664–725 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 13 of 27 in this edition
Length500 words · 638 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T10 — England and France: war, embassy and peace cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.809 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T8 · seed 44: T8 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Then thus: whereas that yong & luſtie knight Incites you on to knit your kingly ſtrengths: The motion cannot chooſe but pleaſe the good, And ſuch as loue the quiet of the State. But how my Lords, how ſhould your ſtrengths be kni? Not to oppreſſe your ſubiects and your friends, And fill the world with brawles and mutinies: But vnto peace your forces ſhould be knit To liue in Princely league and amitie: Doo this, the gates of Angiers ſhall giue way And ſtand wide open to your harts content. To make this peace a laſting bond of loue, Remains one onely honorable meanes, Which by your pardon I ſhall here diſplay. Lewes the Dolphin and the heire of Fraunce, A man of noted valor through the world, Is yet vnmaried: let him take to wife The beauteous daughter of the King of Spaine, Neere to K. Iohn, the louely Ladie Blanche, Begotten on his Siſter Elianor. With her in marriage will her vnckle giue Caſtles and Towers as fitteth ſuch a match. The Kings thus ioynd in league of perfect loue, They may ſo deale with Arthur Duke of Britaine, Who is but yong, and yet vnmeete to raigne, As he ſhall ſtand contented euerie way. Thus haue I boldly (for the common good) Deliuered what the Citie gaue in charge. And as vpon conditions you agree, So ſhall we ſtand content to yeeld the Towne. A proper peace, if ſuch a motion hold; Theſe Kings beare armes for me, and for my right, And they ſhall ſhare my lands to make them friends. Sonne Iohn, follow this motion, as thou loueſt thy mother, Make league with Philip, yeeld to any thing: Lewes ſhall haue my Neece, and then be ſure Arthur ſhall haue ſmall ſuccour out of Fraunce. Brother of Fraunce, you heare the Citizens: Then tell me, how you meane to deale herein. Why John, what canſt thou giue vnto thy Neece, That haſt no foote of land, but Arthurs right? Byr Ladie Citizens, I like your choyce, A louely Damſell is the Ladie Blanche, Worthie the heire of Europe for her pheere. What Kings, why ſtand you gazing in a trance? Why how now Lords? accurſed Citizens To fill and tickle their ambicious eares, With hope of gaine, that ſprings from Arthurs loſſe. Some diſmall Plannet at thy birthday raignd, For now I ſee the fall of all thy hopes. Ladie, and Duke of Britaine, know you both, The King of Fraunce reſpects his honor more, Than to betray his friends and fauourers. Princeſſe of Spaine, could you affect my Sonne, If we vpon conditions could agree? Swounds Madam, take an Engliſh Gentleman: Slaue as I was, I thought to haue mooude the match. Grandame you made me halfe a promiſe once, That Lady Blanch ſhould bring me wealth inough, And make me heire of ſtore of Engliſh land. Peace Philip, I will looke thee out a wife, We muſt with pollicie compound this ſtrife.