Master Arden of Faversham in Kent · chunk 40 of 40
Anonymous / Kyd, Thomas / Shakespeare, William / Watson, Thomas · published 1592 · first performed or written 1591 [1588-1592] (Annals) tragedy · Pembroke's Men (?) T1 Death, grief and revenge typicality 0.70 · 470 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Come make haste & bring away the prisoners. M. Arden you are now going to God, And I am by the law condemned to die. About a letter I brought from M. Grèene, I pray you M. Arden speak the truth, Was I ever privy to your intent or no? What should I say? You brought me such a letter. But I dare swear thou knewest not the contents. Leave now to trouble me with worldly things. And let me meditate upon my saviour Christ, Whose blood must save me for the blood I shed, How long shall I live in this hell of grief? Convey me from the presence of that strumpet. Ah but for thee I had never been strumpet What can not oaths and protestations do? When men have opportunity to woo. I was too young to sound thy villainies. But now I find it, and repent too late. Ah gentle brother, wherefore should I die. I knew not of it, till the deed was done. For thee I mourn more than for myself, But let it suffice, I can not save thee now, And if your brother and my Mistress. Had not promised me you in marriage, I had near given consent, to this foul deed. Leave to accuse each other now, And listen to the sentence I shall give. Bear Mosbie and his sister to London straight, Where they in smithfield must be executed. Bear M. Arden unto Canterbury, Where her sentence is she must be burnt. Michael and Bradshaw in Feversham must suffer death. Let my death make amends for all my sins, Fie upon women, this shall be my song, But bear me hence, for I have lived to long. Seeing no hope on earth, in heaven is my hope. Faith I care not seeing I die with Susan. My blood be on his head that gave the sentence, To speedy execution with them all. Thus have you seen the truth of Arden's death As for the Ruffians, Shakbag and black Will, The one took Sanctuary, and being sent for out. Was murdered in Southwark, as he passed To Greenwich, where the Lord Protector lay. Black Will was burnt in flushing on a stage. Grèene was hanged at Osbridge in Kent. The Painter fled, & how he died we know not. But this above the rest is to be noted, Arden lay murdered in that plot of ground, Which he by force and violence held from Rede. And in the grass his bodies print was seen, Two years and more after the deed was done Gentlemen we hope you'll pardon this naked Tragedy, Wherein no filed points are foisted in, To make it gracious to the ear or eye. For simple trust is gracious enough: And needs no other points of glozing stuff.
Anonymous / Kyd, Thomas / Shakespeare, William / Watson, Thomas
Publication year (edition)
1592
First performance / composition (Annals)
1591 [1588-1592]
First performance (BritDrama)
1590 [1587-1592]
Company (BritDrama)
Pembroke's Men (?)
Genre (British Drama)
tragedy
Play type
Adult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 183 · TCP A20951 · DEEP 142
Edition role
Representative edition — used in the analysis
Position
nodes 2358–2416 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 40 of 40 in this edition
Length
470 words · 587 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.695 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T7 · seed 44: T1 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Come make haste & bring away the prisoners. M. Arden you are now going to God, And I am by the law condemned to die. About a letter I brought from M. Grèene, I pray you M. Arden speak the trueth, Was I euer priuie to your intent or no? What should I say? You brought me such a letter. But I dare sweare thou knewest not the contents. Leaue now to trouble me with wordly things. And let me meditate vpon my sauiour Christ, Whose bloode must saue me for the bloode I shed, How long shall I live in this hell of griefe? Conuey me from the presence of that strumpet. Ah but for thee I had neuer beene strumpet What can not oathes and prote stations doe? When men haue opportunity to woe. I was too young to sound thy villanies. But now I finde it, and repent too late. Ah gentle brother, wherefore should I die. I knew not of it, till the deed was don. For thée I mourne more then for my selfe, But let it suffice, I can not saue thee now, And if your brother and my Mistres. Had not promised me you in marriage, I had nere giuen consent, to this foule deede. Leaue to accuse each other now, And listen to the sentence I shall giue. Beare Mosbie and his sister to London straight, Where they in smithfield must be executed. Beare M. Arden unto Canterburye, Where her sentence is she must be burnt. Michaell and Bradshaw in Feuershame must suffer death. Let my death make a mends for all my sinnes, Fy vpon women, this shall be my song, But beare me hence, for I haue liued to long. Seing no hope on earth, in heauen is my hope. Faith I care not seeing I die with Susan. My bloode be on his head that gaue the sentence, To speedy execution with them all. Thus haue you seene the trueth of Ardens death As for the Ruffins, Shakbag and blacke Will, The one tooke Sanctuary, and being sent for out. Was murthred in Southwark, as he past To Greenewitch, where the Lord Protector lay. Black Will was burnt in flushing on a stage. Grèene was hanged at Osbridge in Rent. The Painter fled, & how he dyed we know not. But this aboue the rest is to be noted, Arden lay murthred in that plot of ground, Which he by force and violence held from Rede. And in the grasse his bodyes print was seene, Two yéeres and more after the deede was doone Gentlemen we hope youle pardon this naked Tragedy, Wherin no filed points are foilted in, To make it gratious to the eare or eye. For simple trusth is gratious enough: And needes no other points of glosing stuffe.