Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Henry the Fifth · chunk 47 of 51

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals)
history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour · 498 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.

If Duke of Burgonie, you would the Peace, Whose want gives growth to th' imperfections Which you have cited; you must buy that Peace With full accord to all our just demands, Whose Tenors and particular effects You have enscheduled briefly in your hands. The King hath heard them: to the which, as yet There is no Answer made. Well then: the Peace which you before so urged, Lies in his Answer. I have but with a curselarie eye O're-glanced the Articles: Pleaseth your Grace To appoint some of your Council presently To sit with us once more, with better heed To re-suruey them; we will suddenly Pass our accept and peremptory Answer. Brother we shall. Go Uncle Exeter, And Brother Clarence, and you Brother Gloucester, Warwick, and Huntingdon, go with the King, And take with you free power, to ratify, Augment, or alter, as your Wisdoms best Shall see advantageable for our Dignity, Any thing in or out of our Demands, And we'll consign thereto. Will you, fair Sister, Go with the Princes, or stay here with us? Our gracious Brother, I will go with them: Happily a Woman's Voice may do some good, When Articles too nicely urged, be stood on. Yet leave our Cousin Katherine here with us, She is our capital Demand, comprised Within the fore-ranke of our Articles. She hath good leave. Fair Katherine, and most fair, Will you vouchsafe to teach a Soldier terms, Such as will enter at a Lady's ear, And plead his Love-suit to her gentle heart. Your Majesty shall mock at me, I cannot speak your England. O fair Katherine, if you will love me sound with your French heart, I will be glad to hear you confess it brokenly with your English Tongue. Do you like me, Kate? Pardonne moy, I cannot tell what is like me. An Angel is like you Kate, and you are like an Angel. Que dit il que je suis semblable a les Anges? Ouy verayment (safe vostre Grace) ainsi dit il. I said so, dear Katherine, and I must not blush to affirm it. O bon Dieu, les langues des hommes sont plein de tromperies. What says she, fair one? that the tongues of men are full of deceits? Ouy, dat de tongues of de man's is be full of deceits: dat is de Princess. The Princess is the better Englishwoman: i'faith Kate, my wooing is fit for thy understanding, I am glad thou canst speak no better English, for if thou couldst, thou wouldst find me such a plain King, that thou wouldst think, I had sold my Farm to buy my Crown. I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say, I love you; then if you urge me farther, then to say, Do you in faith? I wear out my suit: Give me your answer, i'faith do, and so clap hands, and a bargain: how say you, Lady? Sauf vostre honeur, me understand well.
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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 2182–2229 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 47 of 51 in this edition
Length498 words · 672 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour at 0.814
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)
If Duke of Burgonie, you would the Peace, Whoſe want giues growth to th' imperfections Which you haue cited; you muſt buy that Peace With full accord to all our iuſt demands, Whoſe Tenures and particular effects You haue enſchedul'd briefely in your hands. The King hath heard them: to the which, as yet There is no Anſwer made. Well then: the Peace which you before ſo vrg'd, Lyes in his Anſwer. I haue but with a curſelarie eye O're-glanc't the Articles: Pleaſeth your Grace To appoint ſome of your Councell preſently To ſit with vs once more, with better heed To re-ſuruey them; we will ſuddenly Paſſe our accept and peremptorie Anſwer. Brother we ſhall. Goe Vnckle Exeter, And Brother Clarence, and you Brother Glouceſter, Warwick, and Huntington, goe with the King, And take with you free power, to ratifie, Augment, or alter, as your Wiſdomes beſt Shall ſee aduantageable for our Dignitie, Any thing in or out of our Demands, And wee'le conſigne thereto. Will you, faire Siſter, Goe with the Princes, or ſtay here with vs? Our gracious Brother, I will goe with them: Happily a Womans Voyce may doe ſome good, When Articles too nicely vrg'd, be ſtood on. Yet leaue our Couſin Katherine here with vs, She is our capitall Demand, compris'd Within the fore-ranke of our Articles. She hath good leaue. Faire Katherine, and moſt faire, Will you vouchſafe to teach a Souldier tearmes, Such as will enter at a Ladyes eare, And pleade his Loue-ſuit to her gentle heart. Your Maieſtie ſhall mock at me, I cannot ſpeake your England. O faire Katherine, if you will loue me ſoundly with your French heart, I will be glad to heare you confeſſe it brokenly with your Engliſh Tongue. Doe you like me, Kate? Pardonne moy, I cannot tell wat is like me. An Angell is like you Kate, and you are like an Angell. Que dit il que Ie ſuis ſemblable a les Anges? Ouy verayment (ſauf voſtre Grace) ainſi dit il. I ſaid ſo, deare Katherine, and I muſt not bluſh to affirme it. O bon Dieu, les langues des hommes ſont plein de tromperies. What ſayes ſhe, faire one? that the tongues of men are full of deceits? Ouy, dat de tongeus of de mans is be full of deceits: dat is de Princeſſe. The Princeſſe is the better Engliſh-woman: yfaith Kate, my wooing is fit for thy vnderſtanding, I am glad thou canſt ſpeake no better Engliſh, for if thou could'ſt, thou would'ſt finde me ſuch a plaine King, that thou wouldſt thinke, I had ſold my Farme to buy my Crowne. I know no wayes to mince it in loue, but directly to ſay, I loue you; then if you vrge me farther, then to ſay, Doe you in faith? I weare out my ſuite: Giue me your anſwer, yfaith doe, and ſo clap hands, and a bargaine: how ſay you, Lady? Sauf voſtre honeur, me vnderſtand well.