3 Henry the Sixth (The True Tragedy of Richard Duke of York and the Good King Henry the Sixth) · chunk 3 of 34
Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher / Shakespeare, William · published 1595 · first performed or written c.1591 (Annals) history · Pembroke's Men T43 York and Lancaster: dynastic claims and typicality 0.82 · 492 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T43: henry, king, richard, warwick, york, edward, father, duke, crown, son.
Ah Plantagenet, why seekest thou to depose me? Are we not both both Plantagenets by birth, And from two brother's line ally descent? Suppose by right and equity thou be king, Thinkest thou that I will leave my kingly seat wherein my father and my grandsire sat? No, first shall war unpeople this my realm, I and our colours often borne in France, And now in England to our hearts great sorrow Shall be my winding sheet, why saint you Lords? My titles better far than his. Prove it Henry and thou shalt be king? Why Henry the fourth by conquest got the Crown. 'Twas by rebellion 'gainst his sovereign. I know not what to say my titles weak, Tell me may not a king adopt an heir? What then? Then am I lawful king For Richard The second in the view of main Lords Resigned the Crown to Henry the fourth, Whose heir my Father was, and I am his. I tell thee he rose against him being his Sovereign, & made him to resign the crown perforce. Suppose my Lord he did it vnconstrainde, Think you that were prejudicial to the Crown? No▪ for he could not so resign the Crown, But that the next heir must succeed and reign. Art thou against us, Duke of Exeter? His is the right, and therefore pardon me. All will revolt from me and turn to him. Plantagenet for all the claim thou layst, Think not king Henry shall be thus deposed? Deposed he shall be in despite of thee. Tush Warwick, Thou art deceived? 'tis not thy Southern powers of Essex, Suffolk, Norfolk, and of Kent that makes thee thus presumptuous and proud, Can set the Duke up in despite of me. King Henry be thy title right or wrong, Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence. May that ground gape and swallow me alive, Where I do kneel to him that slew my father. O Clifford, how thy words revive my soul. Henry of Lancaster resign thy crown. What mutter you? or what conspire you Lords? Do right unto this princely Duke of York, Or I will fill the house with armed men, And over the chair of state where now he sits, Wright up his title with thy usurping blood. O Warwick, hear me speak. Let me but reign in quiet whilst I live, Confirm the crown to me and to mine heirs And thou shalt reign in quiet whilst thou hu'st. Convey the soldiers hence, and then I will. Captain conduct them into Tuthill fields. What wrong is this unto the Prince your son? What good is this for England and himself? Base, fearful, and despairing Henry. How hast thou wronged both thyself and us? I cannot stay to hear these Articles. Nor I, Come cozen let's go tell the Queen. Be thou a pray unto the house of York, And die in bands for this unkingly deed.
Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher / Shakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)
1595
First performance / composition (Annals)
c.1591
First performance (BritDrama)
1591 [1587-1592]
Company (BritDrama)
Pembroke's Men
Genre (British Drama)
history
Play type
Adult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 265 · TCP A10726 · DEEP 212
Edition role
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 115–176 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 3 of 34 in this edition
Length
492 words · 620 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T43 — York and Lancaster: dynastic claims and conflictcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.823 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T8 · seed 44: T50 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Ah Plantagenet, why ſeekeſt thou to depoſe me? Are we not both both Plantagenets by birth, And from two brothers line allie diſcent? Suppoſe by right and equitie thou be king, Thinkſt thou that I will leaue my kinglie ſeate Wheren my father and my grandſire ſat? No, firſt ſhall warre vnpeople this my realme, I and our colours often borne in France, And now in England to our harts great ſorrow Shall be my winding ſheete, why ſaint you Lords? My titles better farre than his. Proue it Henrie and thou ſhalt be king? Why Henrie the fourth by conqueſt got the Crowne. T'was by rebellion gainſt his ſoueraigne. I know not what to ſaie my titles weake, Tell me maie not a king adopt an heire? What then? Then am I lawfull king For Richard The ſecond in the view of maine Lords Reſignde the Crowne to Henrie the fourth, Whoſe heire my Father was, and I am his. I tell thee he roſe againſt him being his Soueraigne, & made him to reſigne the crown perforce. Suppoſe my Lord he did it vnconſtrainde, Thinke you that were preiudiciall to the Crowne? No▪ for he could not ſo reſigne the Crowne, But that the next heire muſt ſucceed and raigne. Art thou againſt vs, Duke of Exceter? His is the right, and therefore pardon me. All will reuolt from me and turne to him. Plantagenet for all the claime thou laiſt, Thinke not king Henry ſhall be thus depoſde? Depoſde he ſhall be in deſpight of thee. Tuſh Warwike, Thou art deceiued? tis not thy Southerne powers of Eſſex, Suffolke, Norffolke, and of Kent that makes thee thus preſumptuous and proud, Can ſet the Duke vp in deſpight of me. King Henrie be thy title right or wrong, Lord Clifford vowes to fight in thy defence. Maie that ground gape and ſwallow me aliue, Where I do kneele to him that ſlew my father. O Clifford, how thy words reiue my ſoule. Henry of Lancaſter reſigne thy crowne. What mutter you? or what conſpire you Lords? Doe right vnto this princelie Duke of Yorke, Or I will fill the houſe with armed men, And ouer the chaire of ſtate where now he ſits, Wright vp his title with thy vſurping bloud. O Warwike, heare me ſpeake. Let me but raigne in quiet whilſt I liue, Confirme the crowne to me and to mine heires And thou ſhalt raigne in quiet whilſt thou hu'ſt. Conuey the ſouldiers hence, and then I will. Captaine conduct them into Thill fieldes. What wrong is this vnto the Prince your ſon? What good is this for England and himſelfe? Baſe, fearefull, and deſpairing Henry. How haſt thou wronged both thy ſelfe and vs? I cannot ſtaie to heare theſe Articles. Nor I, Come coſen lets go tell the Queene. Be thou a praie vnto the houſe of Yorke, And die in bands for this vnkingly deed.