Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Tancred and Gismund (Gismond of Salerne) · chunk 8 of 29

Wilmot, Robert / Hatton, Christopher / Noel, HenryAl., G.Stafford, Roderick · published 1591 · first performed or written 1567 [1567-1568; revised 1591] (Annals)
tragedy · before the Court
unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 511 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.

He chargeth justly that commands as king. The king's command concerns the body best. The king commands obedience of the mind. That is exempted by the law of kind, That law of kind to children doth belong. In due obedience to their open wrong. I then, as king and father, will command. No more than may with right of reason stand. Thou knowest our mind, resolve her, depart, Return the chase, we have been chased enough. He cannot hear, anger hath stopped his ears, And overlove his judgement hath decayed. Ah my poor Niece, I shrewdly fear thy cause. Thy just complaint shall never be relieved. BY this I hope my aunt hath moved the king. And knows his mind, & makes return to me To end at once all this perplexity. Lo where she stands. Oh how my trembling heart In doubtful thoughts panteth within my breast. For in her message doth rely my smart, Or the sweet quiet of my troubled mind. Niece, on the point you lately willed me To treat of with the king in your behalf, I broke even now with him so far, till he In sudden rage of grief, ere I scarce had My tale out told, prayed me to stint my suit, As that from which his mind abhorred most. And well I see his fancy to refute, Is but displeasure gained, and labour lost. So firmly fixed stands his kingly will, That till his body shallbe laid in grave, He will not part from the desired sight Of your presence, which silder he should have, If he had once allied you again, In marriage to any prince or peer. This is his final resolution. A resolution that resolves my blood Into the Icy drops of Lethe's flood, Therefore my counsel is, you shall not stir, Nor further wade in such a case as this: But since his will, is grounded on your love, And that it lies in you, to save or spill, His old forewasted age: you ought t'eschew, The thing that grieves so much his crazed heart, And in the state you stand, content yourself: And let this thought, appease your troubled mind, That in your hands, relies your father's death, Or blissful life, and since without your sight, He cannot live, nor can his thoughts endure, Your hope of marriage, you must then relent, And overrule these fond affections: lest it be said, you wrought your father's end. Dear Aunt, I have with patient ears endured, The hearing of my father's hard behest: And since I see, that neither I myself, Nor your request, can so prevail with him, Nor any sage advice persuade his mind To grant me my desire, In willing wise, I must submit me unto his command, And frame my heart to serve his majesty. And (as I may) to drive away the thoughts That diversly distract my passions, Which as I can, I'll labour to subdue, But sore I fear, I shall but toil in vain, Wherein (good aunt) I must desire your pain.
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PlayTancred and Gismund (Gismond of Salerne)
AuthorWilmot, Robert / Hatton, Christopher / Noel, HenryAl., G.Stafford, Roderick
Publication year (edition)1591
First performance / composition (Annals)1567 [1567-1568; revised 1591]
First performance (BritDrama)1568 [Apr] [1566 or 1568-1569]
Theaterbefore the Court;
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeUniversity/Inns of Court;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 178 · TCP A15498 · DEEP 138
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 431–495 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 8 of 29 in this edition
Length511 words · 654 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T53 — The crown: kingship claimed, resigned and seized at 0.845
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)
He chargeth iustlie that commands as king. The kings command concerns the body best. The king commands obedience of the minde. That is exempted by the law of kinde, That law of kind to children doth belong. In due obedience to their open wrong. I then, as king and father, will commaund. No more then may with right of reason stand. Thou knowest our minde, resolue her, depart, Returne the chase, we haue beene chac'd nough. He cannot heare, anger hath stopt his eares, And ouer-loue his iudgement hath decaide. Ah my poore Neece, I shrewdly feare thy cause. Thy iust complaint shall neuer be relieu'd. BY this I hope my aunt hath mou'd the king. And knows his mind, & makes return to me To end at once all this perplexitie. Lo where she stands. Oh how my trembling heart In doubtfull thoughts panteth within my brest. For in her message doth relie my smart, Or the sweet quiet of my troubled minde. Neece, on the point you lately willed me To treat of with the king in your behalfe, I brake euen now with him so farre, till he In sodain rage of griefe, ere I scarce had My tale out tolde, praid me to stint my suite, As that from which his minde abhorred most. And well I see his fansie to refute, Is but displeasure gainde, and labor lost. So firmely fixed stands his kingly will, That til his body shalbe laid in graue, He will not part from the desired sight Of your presence, which silder he should haue, If he had once allied you againe, In marriage to any prince or peere. This is his finall resolution. A resolution that resolues my bloud Into the Ice-sie drops of Lethes flood, Therefore my counsel is, you shall not sturre, Nor further wade in such a case as this: But since his will, is grounded on your loue, And that it lies in you, to saue or spill, His old fore-wasted age: you ought t'eschew, The thing that greeues so much his crazed heart, And in the state you stand, content your selfe: And let this thought, appease your troubled mind, That in your hands, relies your fathers death, Or blisfull life, and since without your sight, He cannot liue, nor can his thoughts indure, Your hope of marriage, you must then relent, And ouer-rule these fond affections: Least it be said, you wrought your fathers end. Deare Aunt, I haue with patient eares indurde, The hearing of my fathers hard behest: And since I see, that neither I my selfe, Nor your request, can so preuaile with him, Nor anie sage aduice perswade his mind To grant me my desire, In willing wise, I must submit me vnto his command, And frame my heart to serue his maiestie. And (as I may) to driue awaie the thoughts That diuersly distract my passions, Which as I can, Ile labour to subdue, But sore I feare, I shall but toile in vaine, Wherein (good Ant) I must desire your paine.