2 Henry the Sixth (The First Part of the Contention betwixt the Two Famous Houses of York and Lancaster) · chunk 6 of 49
Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher / Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written c.1590 (Annals) history · Pembroke's Men (?) T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.77 · 493 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
It is enough, I'll think upon the Questions: When from Saint Alban's we do make return, we'll see these things effected to the full. Here Hume, take this reward, make merry man With thy Confederates in this weighty cause. Hume must make merry with the Duchess Gold: Marry and shall: but how now, Sir Iohn Hume? Seal up your Lips, and give no words but Mum, The business asketh silent secrecy. Dame Elinor gives Gold, to bring the Witch: Gold cannot come amiss, were she a Devil. Yet have I Gold flies from another Coast: I dare not say, from the rich Cardinal, And from the great and newmade Duke of Suffolk; Yet I do find it so: for to be plain, They (knowing Dame Elianors aspiring humour) Have hired me to under-mine the Duchess, And buzz these Conjurations in her brain. They say, A crafty Knave does need no Broker, Yet am I Suffolk and the Cardinal's Broker. Hume, if you take not heed, you shall go near To call them both a pair of crafty Knaves. Well, so it stands: and thus I fear at last, Humes Knavery will be the Duchess Wrack, And her Attainture, will be Humphreyes' fall: Sort how it will, I shall have Gold for all. My Masters, let's stand close, my Lord Protector will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver our Supplications in the Quill. Marry the Lord protect him, for he's a good man, Iesu bless him. Here a comes me thinks, and the Queen with him: I'll be the first sure. Come back fool, this is the Duke of Suffolk, and not my Lord Protector. How now fellow: wouldst any thing with me? I pray my Lord pardon me, I took ye for my Lord Protector. To my Lord Protector? Are your Supplications to his Lordship? Let me see them: what is thine? Mine is, and't please your Grace, against Iohn Goodman, my Lord Cardinal's Man, for keeping my House, and Lands, and Wife and all, from me. Thy Wife too? that's some Wrong indeed. What's yours? What's here? Against the Duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the Commons of Melforde. How now, Sir Knave? Alas Sir, I am but a poor Petitioner of our whole Towneship. Against my Master Thomas Horner, for saying, That the Duke of York was rightful Heir to the Crown. What sayst thou? Did the Duke of York say, he was rightful Heir to the Crown? That my Mistress was? No forsooth: my Master said, That he was, and that the King was an Usurper. Who is there? Take this fellow in, and send for his Master with a Pursuivant presently: we'll hear more of your matter before the King. And as for you that love to be protected Under the Wings of our Protectors Grace, Begin your Suits anew, and sue to him. Away, base Cullions: Suffolk let them go. Come, let's be gone.
Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher / Shakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)
1623
First performance / composition (Annals)
c.1590
First performance (BritDrama)
1591 [1587-1592]
Company (BritDrama)
Pembroke's Men (?)
Genre (British Drama)
history
Play type
Adult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 224 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.21
Edition role
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 331–376 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 6 of 49 in this edition
Length
493 words · 678 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honourcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.773 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T0 · seed 44: T0 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
It is enough, Ile thinke vpon the Queſtions: When from Saint Albones we doe make returne, Wee'le ſee theſe things effected to the full. Here Hume, take this reward, make merry man With thy Confederates in this weightie cauſe. Hume muſt make merry with the Ducheſſe Gold: Marry and ſhall: but how now, Sir Iohn Hume? Seale vp your Lips, and giue no words but Mum, The buſineſſe asketh ſilent ſecrecie. Dame Elianor giues Gold, to bring the Witch: Gold cannot come amiſſe, were ſhe a Deuill. Yet haue I Gold flyes from another Coaſt: I dare not ſay, from the rich Cardinall, And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolke; Yet I doe finde it ſo: for to be plaine, They (knowing Dame Elianors aſpiring humor) Haue hyred me to vnder-mine the Ducheſſe, And buzze theſe Coniurations in her brayne. They ſay, A craftie Knaue do's need no Broker, Yet am I Suffolke and the Cardinalls Broker. Hume, if you take not heed, you ſhall goe neere To call them both a payre of craftie Knaues. Well, ſo it ſtands: and thus I feare at laſt, Humes Knauerie will be the Ducheſſe Wracke, And her Attainture, will be Humphreyes fall: Sort how it will, I ſhall haue Gold for all. My Maſters, let's ſtand cloſe, my Lord Protector will come this way by and by, and then wee may deliuer our Supplications in the Quill. Marry the Lord protect him, for hee's a good man, Ieſu bleſſe him. Here a comes me thinkes, and the Queene with him: Ile be the firſt ſure. Come backe foole, this is the Duke of Suffolk, and not my Lord Protector. How now fellow: would'ſt any thing with me? I pray my Lord pardon me, I tooke ye for my Lord Protector. To my Lord Protector? Are your Supplications to his Lordſhip? Let me ſee them: what is thine? Mine is, and't pleaſe your Grace, againſt Iohn Goodman, my Lord Cardinals Man, for keeping my Houſe, and Lands, and Wife and all, from me. Thy Wife too? that's ſome Wrong indeede. What's yours? What's heere? Againſt the Duke of Suffolke, for encloſing the Commons of Melforde. How now, Sir Knaue? Alas Sir, I am but a poore Petitioner of our whole Towneſhip. Againſt my Maſter Thomas Horner, for ſaying, That the Duke of Yorke was rightfull Heire to the Crowne. What ſay'ſt thou? Did the Duke of Yorke ſay, hee was rightfull Heire to the Crowne? That my Miſtreſſe was? No forſooth: my Maſter ſaid, That he was, and that the King was an Vſurper. Who is there? Take this fellow in, and ſend for his Maſter with a Purſeuant preſently: wee'le heare more of your matter before the King. And as for you that loue to be protected Vnder the Wings of our Protectors Grace, Begin your Suites anew, and ſue to him. Away, baſe Cullions: Suffolke let them goe. Come, let's be gone.