Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

1 The Troublesome Reign of King John · chunk 12 of 29

Anonymous · published 1611 · first performed or written 1591 (Annals)
history · Queen Elizabeth's Men
T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea typicality 0.80 · 461 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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

Iohn by the grace of God King of England, Lord of Ireland, Anjou, Touraine, etc. demandeth once again of you his subjects of Angiers, if you will quietly surrender up the town into his hands? Philip by the grace of God King of France, demandeth in the behalf of Arthur Duke of Britain, if you will surrender up the town into his hands, to the use of the said Arthur. heralds go tell the two victorious Princes, that we the poor Inhabitants of Angiers, require a parley of their Majesties. We go. Herold, what answer do the Townsmen send? Will Angiers yield to Philip King of France? The Townsmen on the walls accept your Grace. And crave a parley of your Majesty. You citizens of Angiers, have your eyes Beheld the slaughter that our English bows Have made upon the coward fraudful French? And have you wisely pondered therewithal Your gain in yielding to the English King? Their loss in yielding to the English King. But Iohn, they saw from out their highest towers The Chevaliers of France and cross-bow-shot Make lanes of slaughtered bodies through thine host, And are resolved to yield to Arthur's right. Why Philip, though thou brav'st it fore the walls, Thy conscience knows that Iohn hath won the field. What ere my conscience knows, thy army feels That Philip had the better of the day. Philip indeed hath got the Lion's case, Which here he holds to Lymoges disgrace. Base Duke to fly and leave such spoils behind: But this thou knewst of force to make me stay. It fared with thee as with the mariner, Spying the huge Whale, whose monstrous bulk Doth bear the waves like mountains fore the wind, That throws out empty vessels, so to stay His fury, while the ship doth sail away. Philip 'tis thine: and fore this princely presence, Madam, I humbly lay it at your feet, Being the first adventure I achieved, And first exploit your Grace did me enjoin: Yet many more I long to be enjoined. Philip I take it, and I thee command To wear the same as erst thy father did: Therewith receive this favour at my hands, T'encourage thee to follow Richard's fame. Ye Citizens of Angiers are ye mute? Arthur or Iohn, say which shall be your King? We care not which, if once we knew the right But till we know, we will not yield our right. Might Philip counsel two so mighty Kings, As are the Kings of England and of France, He would advise your Graces to unite And knit your forces 'gainst these citizens, Pulling their battered walls about their ears. The Town once won, then strive about the claim, For they are minded to delude you both.
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Play1 The Troublesome Reign of King John
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1611
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 171 · TCP A04520 · DEEP 5022.01
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 605–655 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 12 of 29 in this edition
Length461 words · 599 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T10 — England and France: war, embassy and peace cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.803 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
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)
Iohn by the grace of God King of England, Lord of Ireland, Aniou, Toraine, &c. demandeth once againe of you his ſubiects of Angiers, if you wil quietly ſurrender vp the towne into his hands? Philip by the grace of God King of France, demaundeth in the behalfe of Arthur Duke of Brittaine, if you will ſurrender vp the towne into his hands, to the vſe of the ſaid Arthur. Herrolds go tell the two victorious Princes, that we the poore Inhabitants of Angiers, require a parley of their Maieſties. We goe. Herold, what anſwer doe the Townſmen ſend? Will Angiers yeeld to Philip King of France? The Townſmen on the wals accept your Grace. And craue a parley of your Maieſty. You cittizens of Angiers, haue your eyes Beheld the ſlaughter that our Engliſh bowes Haue made vpon the coward fraudfull French? And haue you wiſely pondred therewithall Your gaine in yeelding to the Engliſh King? Their loſſe in yeelding to the Engliſh King. But Iohn, they ſaw from out their higheſt towers The Cheualiers of France and croſſe-bow-ſhot Make lanes of ſlaughterd bodies through thine hoaſt, And are reſolu'd to yeeld to Arthurs right. Why Philip, though thou brauſt it fore the wals, Thy conſcience knowes that Iohn hath wonne the field. What ere my conſcience knowes, thy army feeles That Philip had the better of the day. Philip indeed hath got the Lions caſe, Which here he holds to Lymoges diſgrace. Baſe Duke to flie and leaue ſuch ſpoiles behind: But this thou knewſt of force to make me ſtay. It farde with thee as with the mariner, Spying the hugie Whale, whoſe monſtrous bulke Doth beare the waues like mountaines fore the wind, That throwes out emptie veſſels, ſo to ſtay His fury, while the ſhip doth ſayle away. Philip t'is thine: and fore this princely preſence, Madame, I humbly lay it at your feete, Being the firſt aduenture I atchieu'd, And firſt exploite your Grace did me enioyne: Yet many more I long to be enioyn'd. Philip I take it, and I thee command To weare the ſame as earſt thy father did: Therewith receiue this fauour at my hands, T'incourage thee to follow Richards fame. Ye Cittizens of Angiers are ye mute? Arthur or Iohn, ſay which ſhall be your King? We care not which, if once we knew the right But till we know, we will not yeeld our right. Might Philip counſell two ſo mightie Kings, As are the Kings of England and of France, He would aduiſe your Graces to vnite And knit your forces gainſt theſe cittizens, Pulling their battred wals about their eares. The Towne once wonne, then ſtriue about the claime, For they are minded to delude you both.