Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea typicality 0.77 · 471 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
Your Brother Kings and Monarches of the Earth Do all expect, that you should rouse yourself, As did the former Lions of your Blood. They know your Grace hath cause, and means, and might; So hath your Highness: never King of England Had Nobles richer, and more loyal Subjects, Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England, And lie pauillioned in the fields of France. O let their bodies follow my dear Liege With Bloods, and Sword and Fire, to win your Right: In aid whereof, we of the Spiritualty Will raise your Highness such a mighty Sum, As never did the Clergy at one time Bring in to any of your Ancestors. We must not only arm t' invade the French, But lay down our proportions, to defend Against the Scot, who will make road upon us, With all advantages. They of those Marches, gracious Sovereign, Shall be a Wall sufficient to defend Our inland from the pilfering Borderers. We do not mean the coursing snatchers only, But fear the main intendment of the Scot, Who hath been still a giddy neighbour to us: For you shall read, that my great Grandfather Never went with his forces into France, But that the Scot, on his unfurnished Kingdom, Came pouring like the Tide into a breach, With ample and brim fullness of his force, Galling the gleaned Land with hot Assays, Girding with grievous siege, Castles and Towns: That England being empty of defence, Hath shook and trembled at th' ill neighbourhood. She hath been them more feared than harmed, my Liege: For hear her but exampled by herself, When all her Chivalry hath been in France, And she a mourning Widow of her Nobles, She hath herself not only well defended, But taken and impounded as a Stray, The King of Scots: whom she did send to France, To fill King Edward's fame with prisoner Kings, And make their Chronicle as rich with praise, As is the Owse and bottom of the Sea With sunken Wrack, and sum-lesse Treasuries. But there's a saying very old and true, If that you will France win, then with Scotland first begin. For once the Eagle (England) being in prey, To her unguarded Nest, the Weasel (Scot) Comes sneaking, and so sucks her Princely Eggs, Playing the Mouse in absence of the Cat, To tame and havoc more than she can eat. It follows then, the Cat must stay at home, Yet that is but a crushed necessity, Since we have locks to safeguard necessaries, And pretty traps to catch the petty thieves. While that the Armed hand doth fight abroad, Th' advised head defends itself at home: For Government, though high, and low, and lower, Put into parts, doth keep in one consent, Congreeing in a full and natural close, Like Music.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 259–319 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 5 of 51 in this edition
Length
471 words · 621 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T10 — England and France: war, embassy and peacecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.767 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T8 · seed 44: T8 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Your Brother Kings and Monarchs of the Earth Doe all expect, that you ſhould rowſe your ſelfe, As did the former Lyons of your Blood. They know your Grace hath cauſe, and means, and might; So hath your Highneſſe: neuer King of England Had Nobles richer, and more loyall Subiects, Whoſe hearts haue left their bodyes here in England, And lye pauillion'd in the fields of France. O let their bodyes follow my deare Liege With Bloods, and Sword and Fire, to win your Right: In ayde whereof, we of the Spiritualtie Will rayſe your Highneſſe ſuch a mightie Summe, As neuer did the Clergie at one time Bring in to any of your Anceſtors. We muſt not onely arme t' inuade the French, But lay downe our proportions, to defend Againſt the Scot, who will make roade vpon vs, With all aduantages. They of thoſe Marches, gracious Soueraign, Shall be a Wall ſufficient to defend Our in-land from the pilfering Borderers. We do not meane the courſing ſnatchers onely, But feare the maine intendment of the Scot, Who hath been ſtill a giddy neighbour to vs: For you ſhall reade, that my great Grandfather Neuer went with his forces into France, But that the Scot, on his vnfurniſht Kingdome, Came pouring like the Tyde into a breach, With ample and brim fulneſſe of his force, Galling the gleaned Land with hot Aſſayes, Girding with grieuous ſiege, Caſtles and Townes: That England being emptie of defence, Hath ſhooke and trembled at th' ill neighbourhood. She hath bin thē more fear'd thē harm'd, my Liege: For heare her but exampl'd by her ſelfe, When all her Cheualrie hath been in France, And ſhee a mourning Widdow of her Nobles, Shee hath her ſelfe not onely well defended, But taken and impounded as a Stray, The King of Scots: whom ſhee did ſend to France, To fill King Edwards fame with priſoner Kings, And make their Chronicle as rich with prayſe, As is the Owſe and bottome of the Sea With ſunken Wrack, and ſum-leſſe Treaſuries. But there's a ſaying very old and true, If that you will France win, then with Scotland firſt begin. For once the Eagle (England) being in prey, To her vnguarded Neſt, the Weazell (Scot) Comes ſneaking, and ſo ſucks her Princely Egges, Playing the Mouſe in abſence of the Cat, To tame and hauocke more then ſhe can eate. It followes then, the Cat muſt ſtay at home, Yet that is but a cruſh'd neceſsity, Since we haue lockes to ſafegard neceſſaries, And pretty traps to catch the petty theeues. While that the Armed hand doth fight abroad, Th' aduiſed head defends it ſelfe at home: For Gouernment, though high, and low, and lower, Put into parts, doth keepe in one conſent, Congreeing in a full and natural cloſe, Like Muſicke.