Peele, George / Shakespeare, William / Middleton, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1594 [Jan 23 (24); poss. written 1590-1592] (Annals) tragedy · Pembroke's Men (?) T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.73 · 514 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
Titus, thou shalt obtain and ask the Empery. Proud and ambitious Tribune canst thou tell? Patience Prince Saturninus. Romans' do me right. Patricians draw your Swords, and sheathe them not Till Saturninus be Rome's Emperor: Andronicus would thou wert shipped to hell, Rather than rob me of the people's hearts. Proud Saturnine, interrupter of the good That Noble minded Titus means to thee. Content thee Prince, I will restore to thee The people's hearts, and we are them from themselves. Andronicus, I do not flatter thee But Honour thee, and will do till I die: My Faction if thou strengthen with thy Friend? I will most thankful be, and thankes to men Of Noble minds, is Honourable Meede. People of Rome, and Noble Tribunes here, I ask your voices and your Suffrages, Will you bestow them friendly on Andronicus? To gratify the good Andronicus, And Gratulate his safe return to Rome, The people will accept whom he admits. Tribunes I thank you, and this sure I make, That you Create your Emperor's eldest son, Lord Saturnine, whose Virtues will I hope, Reflect on Rome as Titan's Rays on earth, And ripen justice in this Commonweal: Then if you will elect by my advice, Crown him, and say: Long live our Emperor. With Voices and applause of every sort, Patricians and Plebeians we Create Lord Saturninus Rome's Great Emperor. And say, Long live our Emperor Saturnine. Titus Andronicus, for thy Favours done, To us in our Election this day, I give thee thankes in part of thy Deserts, And will with Deeds requite thy gentleness: And for an Onset Titus to advance Thy Name, and Honourable Family, Lavinia will I make my Empress, Rome's Royal Mistress, Mistress of my hart And in the Sacred Pathan her espouse: Tell me Andronicus doth this motion please thee? It doth my worthy Lord, and in this match, I hold me Highly Honoured of your Grace, And here in fight of Rome, to Saturnine, King and Commander of our Commonweal, The Wide-worlds Emperor, do I Consecrate, My Sword, my Chariot, and my Prisonerss, Presents well Worthy Rome's Imperial Lord: Receive them then, the Tribute that I own, Mine Honour's Ensigns humbled at my feet. Thanks Noble Titus, Father of my life, How proud I am of thee, and of thy gifts Rome shall record, and when I do forget The least of these unspeakable Deserts, Romans forget your Fealty to me. Now Madam are your prisoner to an Emperor, To him that for you Honour and your State, Will use you Nobly and your followers. A goodly Lady, trust me of the Hue That I would choose, were I to choose a new: Clear up Fair Queen that cloudy countenance, Though chance of war Hath wrought this change of cheer, Thou comest not to be made a scorn in Rome: Princely shall be thy usage every way. Rest on my word, and let not discontent Daunt all your hopes: Madam he comforts you, Can make your Greater than the Queen of Goths? Lavinia you are not displeased with this?
Peele, George / Shakespeare, William / Middleton, Thomas
Publication year (edition)
1623
First performance / composition (Annals)
1594 [Jan 23 (24); poss. written 1590-1592]
First performance (BritDrama)
1592 [1584-1594]
Company (BritDrama)
Pembroke's Men (?)
Genre (British Drama)
tragedy
Play type
Adult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 214 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.27
Edition role
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 206–277 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 4 of 40 in this edition
Length
514 words · 713 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T2 — Roman politics: senate, consuls and civil warcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.733 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T1 · seed 44: T2 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Titus, thou ſhalt obtaine and aske the Emperie. Proud and ambitious Tribune can'ſt thou tell? Patience Prince Saturninus. Romaines do me right. Patricians draw your Swords, and ſheath them not Till Saturninus be Romes Emperour: Andronicus would thou wert ſhipt to hell, Rather then rob me of the peoples harts. Proud Saturnine, interrupter of the good That Noble minded Titus meanes to thee. Content thee Prince, I will reſtore to thee The peoples harts, and we are them from themſelues. Andronicus, I do not flatter thee But Honour thee, and will doe till I die: My Faction if thou ſtrengthen with thy Friend? I will moſt thankefull be, and thankes to men Of Noble mindes, is Honourable Meede. People of Rome, and Noble Tribunes heere, I aske your voyces and your Suffrages, Will you beſtow them friendly on Andronicus? To gratifie the good Andronicus, And Gratulate his ſafe returne to Rome, The people will accept whom he admits. Tribunes I thanke you, and this ſure I make, That you Create your Emperours eldeſt ſonne, Lord Saturnine, whoſe Vertues will I hope, Reflect on Rome as Tytans Rayes on earth, And ripen Iuſtice in this Common-weale: Then if you will elect by my aduiſe, Crowne him, and ſay: Long liue our Emperour. With Voyces and applauſe of euery ſort, Patricians and Plebeans we Create Lord Saturninus Romes Great Emperour. And ſay, Long liue our Emperour Saturnine. Titus Andronicus, for thy Fauours done, To vs in our Election this day, I giue thee thankes in part of thy Deſerts, And will with Deeds requite thy gentleneſſe: And for an Onſet Titus to aduance Thy Name, and Honorable Familie, Lauinia will I make my Empreſſe, Romes Royall Miſtris, Miſtris of my hart And in the Sacred Pathan her eſpouſe: Tell me Andronicus doth this motion pleaſe thee? It doth my worthy Lord, and in this match, I hold me Highly Honoured of your Grace, And heere in fight of Rome, to Saturnine, King and Commander of our Common-weale, The Wide-worlds Emperour, do I Conſecrate, My Sword, my Chariot, and my Priſonerss, Preſents well Worthy Romes Imperiall Lord: Receiue them then, the Tribute that I owe, Mine Honours Enſignes humbled at my feete. Thankes Noble Titus, Father of my life, How proud I am of thee, and of thy gifts Rome ſhall record, and when I do forget The leaſt of theſe vnſpeakable Deſerts, Romans forget your Fealtie to me. Now Madam are your priſoner to an Emperour, To him that for you Honour and your State, Will vſe you Nobly and your followers. A goodly Lady, truſt me of the Hue That I would chooſe, were I to chooſe a new: Cleere vp Faire Queene that cloudy countenance, Though chance of warre Hath wrought this change of cheere, Thou com'ſt not to be made a ſcorne in Rome: Princely ſhall be thy vſage euery way▪ Reſt on my word, and let not diſcontent Daunt all your hopes: Madam he comforts you, Can make your Greater then the Queene of Gothes? Lauinia you are not diſpleaſ'd with this?