Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Henry the Fifth · chunk 7 of 51

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals)
history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea · 455 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.

Thus than in few: Your Highness lately sending into France, Did claim some certain Dukedoms, in the right Of your great Predecessor, King Edward the third. In answer of which claim, the Prince our Master Says, that you savour too much of your youth, And bids you be advised: There's nought in France, That can be with a nimble Galliard won: You cannot revel into Dukedoms there. He therefore sends you meeter for your spirit This Tun of Treasure; and in lieu of this, Desires you let the dukedoms that you claim Hear no more of you. This the Dolphin speaks. What Treasure Uncle? Tennis balls, my Liege. We are glad the Dolphin is so pleasant with us, His Present, and your pains we thank you for: When we have matched our Rackets to these Balls, We will in France (by God's grace) play a set, Shall strike his father's Crown into the hazard. Tell him, he hath made a match with such a Wrangler, That all the Courts of France will be disturbed With Chases. And we understand him well, How he comes o'er us with our wilder days, Not measuring what use we made of them. We never valued this poor seat of England, And therefore living hence, did give ourself To barbarous licence: As 'tis ever common, That men are merriest, when they are from home. But tell the Dolphin, I will keep my State, Be like a King, and show my sail of Greatness, When I do rouse me in my Throne of France. For that I have laid by my Majesty, And plodded like a man for working days: But I will rise there with so full a glory, That I will dazzle all the eyes of France, Yea strike the Dolphin blind to look on us, And tell the pleasant Prince, this Mock of his Hath turned his balls to Gun-stones, and his soul Shall stand sore charged, for the wasteful vengeance That shall fly with them: for many a thousand widows Shall this his Mock, mock out of their dear husbands; Mock mothers from their sons, mock Castles down: And some are yet ungotten and unborn, That shall have cause to curse the Dolphin's scorn. But this lies all within the will of God, To whom I do appeal, and in whose name Tell you the Dolphin, I am coming on, To venge me as I may, and to put forth My rightful hand in a wel-hallowed cause. So get you hence in peace: And tell the Dolphin. His jest will savour but of shallow wit, When thousands weep more than did laugh at it, Convey them with safe conduct. Far you well. This was a merry Message.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayHenry the Fifth
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1599
First performance (BritDrama)1599
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)history
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 374 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.19
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 383–437 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 7 of 51 in this edition
Length455 words · 579 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T10 — England and France: war, embassy and peace at 0.808
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)
Thus than in few: Your Highneſſe lately ſending into France, Did claime ſome certaine Dukedomes, in the right Of your great Predeceſſor, King Edward the third. In anſwer of which claime, the Prince our Maſter Sayes, that you ſauour too much of your youth, And bids you be aduis'd: There's nought in France, That can be with a nimble Galliard wonne: You cannot reuell into Dukedomes there. He therefore ſends you meeter for your ſpirit This Tun of Treaſure; and in lieu of this, Deſires you let the dukedomes that you claime Heare no more of you. This the Dolphin ſpeakes. What Treaſure Vncle? Tennis balles, my Liege. We are glad the Dolphin is ſo pleaſant with vs, His Preſent, and your paines we thanke you for: When we haue matcht our Rackets to theſe Balles, We will in France (by Gods grace) play a ſet, Shall ſtrike his fathers Crowne into the hazard. Tell him, he hath made a match with ſuch a Wrangler, That all the Courts of France will be diſturb'd With Chaces. And we vnderſtand him well, How he comes o're vs with our wilder dayes, Not meaſuring what vſe we made of them. We neuer valew'd this poore ſeate of England, And therefore liuing hence, did giue our ſelfe To barbarous licenſe: As 'tis euer common, That men are merrieſt, when they are from home. But tell the Dolphin, I will keepe my State, Be like a King, and ſhew my ſayle of Greatneſſe, When I do rowſe me in my Throne of France. For that I haue layd by my Maieſtie, And plodded like a man for working dayes: But I will riſe there with ſo full a glorie, That I will dazle all the eyes of France, Yea ſtrike the Dolphin blinde to looke on vs, And tell the pleaſant Prince, this Mocke of his Hath turn'd his balles to Gun-ſtones, and his ſoule Shall ſtand ſore charged, for the waſtefull vengeance That ſhall flye with them: for many a thouſand widows Shall this his Mocke, mocke out of their deer husbands; Mocke mothers from their ſonnes, mock Caſtles downe: And ſome are yet vngotten and vnborne, That ſhal haue cauſe to curſe the Dolphins ſcorne. But this lyes all within the wil of God, To whom I do appeale, and in whoſe name Tel you the Dolphin, I am comming on, To venge me as I may, and to put forth My rightfull hand in a wel-hallow'd cauſe. So get you hence in peace: And tell the Dolphin. His Ieſt will ſauour but of ſhallow wit, When thouſands weepe more then did laugh at it, Conuey them with ſafe conduct. Fare you well. This was a merry Meſſage.