Peele, George / Shakespeare, William · published 1594 · first performed or written 1594 [Jan 23 (24); poss. written 1590-1592] (Annals) tragedy · Pembroke's Men (?) T1 Death, grief and revenge typicality 0.81 · 486 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
If thou didst know me thou wouldst talk with me. I am not mad, I know thee well enough, Witness this wretched stump, witness these crimson lines, witness these trenches made by grief and care, witness the tiring day and heavy night, witness all sorrow that I know thee well For our proud Empress, mighty Tamora: Is not thy coming for my other hand. Know thou sad man, I am not Tamora, She is thy enemy, and I thy friend, I am Revenge sent from th'infernal Kingdom, To ease the gnawing vulture of thy mind, By working wreakful vengeance on thy foes: Come down and welcome me to this world's light, Confer with me of murder and of death's, there's not a hollow Cave or lurking place, No vast obscurity or misty vale, Where bloody murder or detested rape, Can couch for fear but I will find the mout, And in their ears tell them my dreadful name, revenge which makes the foul offender quake. Art thou Revenge? and art thou sent to me, To be a torment to mine enemies. I am, therefore come down and welcome me. Do me some service ere I come to thee, Lo by thy side where Rape and Murder stands, Now give some surance that thou art revenge, Stab them, or tear them on thy Chariot wheels, And then I'll come and be thy wagoner, And whirl along with thee about the Globes. Provide thee two proper palfrays, black as jet, To hale thy vengeful wagon swift aways, And find out murder in their guilty cares. And when thy Car is loaden with their heads, I will dismount and by thy wagon wheel, trot like a servile footman all day long, Even from Epeons rising in the East, Until his very downfall in the Sea. And day by day I'll do this heavy task, So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there. These are my ministers and come with m. Are them thy ministers, what are they called? Rape and Murder, therefore called so. 'Cause they take vengeance of such kind of men. Good Lord how like the Empress sons they are, And you the Empress, but we wordly men Have miserable mad mistaking eyes: Oh sweet Revenge, now do I come to thee, And if one arms embracement will content thee, I will embrace thee in it by and by. This closing with him fits his lunacy, What ere I forge to feed his brainsick humours, Do you uphold and maintain in your speeches, For now he firmly takes me for Revenge, And being credulous in this mad thought, I'll make him send for Lucius his son, And whilst I at a banquet hold him sure, I'll find some cunning practice out of hand, To scatter and disperse the giddy Goths, Or at the least make them his enemies: See here he comes, and I must ply my theme.
nodes 2045–2105 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 33 of 38 in this edition
Length
486 words · 619 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.812 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T1 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
If thou didst know me thou wouldst talk with me. I am not mad, I know thee well enough, VVitnes this wretched sump, witnes these crimson lines, witnes these trenches made by greefe and care, witnes the tiring day and heauie night, witnes all sorrow that I know thee well For our proud Empresse, mighty Tamora: Is not thy comming for my other hand. Know thou sad man, I am not Tamora, Shee is thy enemie, and I thy friend, I am Reuenge sent from th'infernall Kingdome, To ease the gnawing vulture of thy minde, By working wreakfull vengeance on thy foes: Come downe and welcome me to this worlds light, Conferre with me of murder and of death Ther's not a hollow Caue or lurking place, No vast obscuritie or mistie vale, VVhere bloodie murther or detested rape, Can couch for feare but I will finde the mout, And in their eares tell them my dreadfull name, Reunge which makes the foule offender quake. Art thou Reuenge? and art thou sent to mee, To be a torment to mine enemies. I am, therefore come downe and welcome me. Doe me some seruice ere I come to thee, Lo by thy side where Rape and Murder stands, Now giue some surance that thou art reuenge, Stab them, or teare them on thy Chariot wheeles, And then Ile come and be thy wagoner, And wherle along with thee about the Globes. Prouide thee two proper palfrays, black as iet, To hale thy vengefull waggon swift away And finde out murder in their guiltie cares. And when thy Car is loaden with thir heads I will dismount and by thy waggon wheele, rotte like a seruile footeman all day long, Euen from Epeons rising in the East Vntill his verie downefall in the Sea. And day by day Ile do this heauie taske, So thou destroy Rapine and Murder there. These are my ministers and come with m. Are them thy ministers, what are they calld? Rape and Murder, therefore called so. Cause they take vengeance of such kinde of men. Good Lord how like the Empresse sonnes they are, And you the Empresse, but we wordlie men Haue miserable mad mistaking eies: Oh sweete Reuenge, now doe I come to thee, And if one armes imbracement will content thee, I will imbrace thee in it by and by. This closing with him fits his Lnacie, VVhat ere I forge to feede his braine-sicke humors, Doe you vphold and maintaine in your speeches, For now he firmelie takes me for Reuenge, And being credulous in this mad thought, Ile make him send for Lucius his sonne, And whilst I at a banket hold him sure, Ile finde some cunning practise out of hand, To scatter and disperse the giddie Gothes, Or at the least make them his enemies: See here he comes, and I must plie my theame.