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2 Henry the Sixth (The First Part of the Contention betwixt the Two Famous Houses of York and Lancaster) · chunk 40 of 49

Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher / Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written c.1590 (Annals)
history · Pembroke's Men (?)
unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 520 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.

Why dost thou quiver man? The Palsy, and not fear provokes me. Nay, he nods at us, as who should say, I'll be even with you. I'll see if his head will stand steddier on a pole, or no: Take him away, and behead him. Tell me: wherein have I offended most? Have I affected wealth, or honour? Speak. Are my Chests filled up with extorted Gold? Is my Apparel sumptuous to behold? Whom have I injured, that ye seek my death? These hands are free from guiltless bloodshedding, This breast from harbouring foul deceitful thoughts. O let me live. I feel remorse in myself with his words: but I'll bridle it: he shall dye, and it be but for pleading so well for his life. Away with him, he has a Familiar under his Tongue, he speaks not a God's name. Go, take him away I say, and strike off his head presently, and then break into his Son in Law's house, Sir Iames Cromer, and strike off his head, and bring them both upon two poles hither. It shall be done. Ah Countrymen: If when you make your prair's, God should be so obdurate as yourselves: How would it far with your departed souls, And therefore yet relent, and save my life. Away with him, and do as I command ye: the proudest Peer in the Realm, shall not wear a head on his shoulders, unless he pay me tribute: there shall not a maid be married, but she shall pay to me her Maidenhead ere they have it: Men shall hold of me in Capite. And we charge and command, that their wives be as free as heart can wish, or tongue can tell. My Lord, When shall we go to Cheapside, and take up commodities upon our bills? Marry presently. O brave. But is not this braver: Let them kiss one another: For they loved well When they were alive. Now part them again, Lest they consult about the giving up Of some more Towns in France. Soldiers, Defer the spoil of the City until night: For with these borne before us, in steed of Maces, Will we ride through the streets, & at every Corner Have them kiss. Away. up Fish-street, down Saint Magnes corner, kill and knock down, throw them into Thames: What noise is this I hear? Dare any be so bold to sound Retreat or Parley When I command them kill? I here they be, that dare and will disturb thee: Know Cade, we come Ambassadors from the King Unto the Commons, whom thou hast misled, And here pronounce free pardon to them all, That will forsake thee, and go home in peace. What say ye Countrymen, will ye relent And yield to mercy, whilst 'tis offered you, Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths. Who loves the King, and will embrace his pardon, Fling up his cap, and say, God save his Majesty. Who hateth him, and honours not his Father, Henry the fift, that made all France to quake, Shake he his weapon at us, and pass by.
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Play2 Henry the Sixth (The First Part of the Contention betwixt the Two Famous Houses of York and Lancaster)
AuthorAnonymous / 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 typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 224 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.21
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 2351–2398 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 40 of 49 in this edition
Length520 words · 683 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T1 — Death, grief and revenge at 0.817
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)
Why doſt thou quiuer man? The Palſie, and not feare prouokes me. Nay, he noddes at vs, as who ſhould ſay, Ile be euen with you. Ile ſee if his head will ſtand ſteddier on a pole, or no: Take him away, and behead him. Tell me: wherein haue I offended moſt? Haue I affected wealth, or honor? Speake. Are my Cheſts fill'd vp with extorted Gold? Is my Apparrell ſumptuous to behold? Whom haue I iniur'd, that ye ſeeke my death? Theſe hands are free from guiltleſſe bloodſhedding, This breaſt from harbouring foule deceitfull thoughts. O let me liue. I feele remorſe in my ſelfe with his words: but Ile bridle it: he ſhall dye, and it bee but for pleading ſo well for his life. Away with him, he ha's a Familiar vnder his Tongue, he ſpeakes not a Gods name. Goe, take him away I ſay, and ſtrike off his head preſently, and then breake into his Sonne in Lawes houſe, Sir Iames Cromer, and ſtrike off his head, and bring them both vppon two poles hither. It ſhall be done. Ah Countrimen: If when you make your prair's, God ſhould be ſo obdurate as your ſelues: How would it fare with your departed ſoules, And therefore yet relent, and ſaue my life. Away with him, and do as I command ye: the proudeſt Peere in the Realme, ſhall not weare a head on his ſhoulders, vnleſſe he pay me tribute: there ſhall not a maid be married, but ſhe ſhall pay to me her Mayden-head ere they haue it: Men ſhall hold of mee in Capite. And we charge and command, that their wiues be as free as heart can wiſh, or tongue can tell. My Lord, When ſhall we go to Cheapſide, and take vp commodities vpon our billes? Marry preſently. O braue. But is not this brauer: Let them kiſſe one another: For they lou'd well When they were aliue. Now part them againe, Leaſt they conſult about the giuing vp Of ſome more Townes in France. Soldiers, Deferre the ſpoile of the Citie vntill night: For with theſe borne before vs, in ſteed of Maces, Will we ride through the ſtreets, & at euery Corner Haue them kiſſe. Away. Vp Fiſh-ſtreete, downe Saint Magnes corner, kill and knocke downe, throw them into Thames: What noiſe is this I heare? Dare any be ſo bold to ſound Retreat or Parley When I command them kill? I heere they be, that dare and will diſturb thee: Know Cade, we come Ambaſſadors from the King Vnto the Commons, whom thou haſt miſled, And heere pronounce free pardon to them all, That will forſake thee, and go home in peace. What ſay ye Countrimen, will ye relent And yeeld to mercy, whil'ſt 'tis offered you, Or let a rabble leade you to your deaths. Who loues the King, and will imbrace his pardon, Fling vp his cap, and ſay, God ſaue his Maieſty. Who hateth him, and honors not his Father, Henry the fift, that made all France to quake, Shake he his weapon at vs, and paſſe by.