Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

2 Edward the Fourth · chunk 29 of 49

Heywood, Thomas · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [1592-1599] (Annals)
history · Derby's (Strange's) Men
unassigned nearest T29 Disguise and pursuit in Look About You · 466 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T29: gloster, faukenbridge, skinke, hermit, richard, prince, iohn, porter, henry, brother.

And faith in me unto this commonwealth, And truth to men hath hitherto been seen, The Pilot that hath guided my lives course, Though 'twas my fortune to be wronged in both: And therefore Sir neither the mighties frown, Nor any bribes shall win me otherwise. 'tis well resolved: still methinks they should Be safe enough with us, and yet I fear, But now no more, it seems they are at hand. Uncle, what Gentleman is that? It is (sweet Prince) Lieutenant of the Tower. Sir we are come to be your guests tonight: I pray you tell me did you ever know, Our father Edward lodged within this place, Never to lodge (my liege) but oftentimes, On other occasions I have seen him here. Brother last night when you did send for me My mother told me, hearing we should lodge Within the Tower, that it was a prison, And therefore marvelled that my uncle Gloster, Of all the houses for a king's receipt, Within this City, had appointed none, Where you might keep your court but only here. Vile brats, how they do descant on the Tower. My gentle Nephew they were ill abused, To tutor you with such unfitting terms, (Who ere they were) against this royal mansion: What if some part of it hath been reserved, To be a prison for Nobility? Follows it therefore that it cannot serve, To any other use? Cesar himself That built the same, within it kept his Court, And many kings since him, the rooms are large, The building stately, and for strength beside, It is the safest and the surest hold you have. Uncle of Gloster, if you think it so, 'tis not for me to contradict your will, We must allow it, and are well content. On then a God's name. Yet before we go, One question more with you M. Lieutenant, We like you well, and but we do perceive, More comfort in your looks, then in these walls, For all our uncle Gloster's friendly speech, Our hearts would be as heavy still as lead, I pray you tell me, at which door or gate Was it my uncle Clarence did go in, When he was sent a prisoner to this place? At this my liege: why sighs your majesty? He went in here that near came back again, But as God hath decreed, so let it be, Come brother shall we go? Yes brother, anywhere with you. Sir were it best I did attend the Duke, Or stay his leisure till his back return? I pray master Tirill stay without, It is not good you should be seen by day Within the Tower, especially at this time, I'll tell his honour of your being here, And you shall know his pleasure presently.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
Play2 Edward the Fourth
AuthorHeywood, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1600
First performance / composition (Annals)1599 [1592-1599]
First performance (BritDrama)1599 [Aug]
Company (BritDrama)Derby's (Strange's) Men
Genre (British Drama)history
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 351 · TCP A03224 · DEEP 5049.02
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1709–1768 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 29 of 49 in this edition
Length466 words · 590 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T29 — Disguise and pursuit in Look About You at 0.771
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)
And faith in me vnto this commonwealth, And truth to men hath hitherto béene séene, The Pylot that hath guided my liues course, Though twas my fortune to be wrongd in both: And therefore Sir neither the mighties frowne, Nor any bribes shall winne me otherwise. Tis well resolued: still me thinks they should Be safe enough with vs, and yet I feare, But now no more, it séemes they are at hand. Vncle, what Gentleman is that? It is (swéet Prince) Lieutenant of the Tower. Sir we are come to be your guests to night: I pray you tell me did you euer know, Our father Edward lodgde within this place, Neuer to lodge (my liege) but oftentunes, On other occasions I haue seene him here. Brother last night when you did send for me My mother told me, hearing we should lodge Within the Tower, that it was a prison, And therefore marueld that my vncle Gloster, Of all the houses for a Kings receipt, Within this Citie, had appointed none, Where you might keepe your court but onely here. Vile brats, how they do descant on the Towre. gentle Nephew they were ill abuisde, To tutor you with such vnfitting tearmes, (Who ere they were) against this royall mansion: What if some part of it hath béene reseru'd, To be a prison for Nobilitie? Followes it therefore that it cannot serue, To any other vse? Cesar himselfe That built the same, within it kept his Court, And many kings since him, the roomes are large, The building stately, and for strength beside, It is the safest and the surest hold you haue. Vncle of Gloster, if you thinke it so, Tis not for me to contradict your will, We must allow it, and are well content. On then a Gods name. Yet before we go, One question more with you M. Lieutenant, We like you well, and but we do perceiue, More comfort in your lookes, then in these walles, For all our vncle Glosters friendly spéech, Our hearts would be as heauie still as lead, I pray you tell me, at which doore or gate Was it my vncle Clarence did go in, When he was sent a prisoner to this place? At this my iedge: why sighs your maiestie? He went in here that nere came back againe, But as God hath decreede, so let it be, Come brother shall we go? Yes brother, any where with you. Sir were it best I did attend the Duke, Or stay his leysure till his backe returne? I pray master Tirill stay without, It is not good you should be seene by day Within the Towre, especially at this time, Ile tell his honour of your being here, And you shall know his pleasure presently.