Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

1 If You Know Not Me You Know Nobody, or The Troubles of Queen Elizabeth · chunk 8 of 23

Heywood, Thomas · published 1605 · first performed or written 1604 [1604-1605; revised c.1632] (Annals)
history · Queen Anne's Men
T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation typicality 0.80 · 485 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.

ay but Sir, that word sister goes hardly down. Why Sir, I hope a man may be bold with his own, I learned that of the Queen, I'll keep myself within compass I'll warrant you. ay but Sir, why is the Princess committed? It may be she doth not know herself, It may be the Queen knows not the cause, It may be my Lord of Winchester does not know, It may be so, nothing's unpossible to god, It may be there's knavery in monkery, there's nothing unpossible, is there any harm in that? Shoemaker, you go a little beyond your last. Why, in saying nothing's unpossible to God, I'll stand to it; for saying a truth's a truth, i'll prove it; For saying there may be knavery in monkery, I'll justify it, I do not say there is, but may be, I know what I know, You know what you know, he knows what he knows, Marry we know not what every man knows. My masters, we have talked so long that I think 'tis day. I think so too, is there any harm in all this? No harm i'th' world. And I think by this time the Princess is ready To take her barge. Come then let's go, would all were well, Is there any harm in all this? but alas wishes and tears Have both one property, they show their love that want the remedy. Did you not mark what a piteous eye she cast To the Queen's window as she passed along, Fain she would have stayed, but that I caused The bargemen to make haste and row away. The bargemen were too desperate my Lord, In staying till the water was so low, For then you know, being underneath the bridge, The barges stern did strike upon the ground, And was in danger to have drowned us all. Well she hath scaped that danger, Would she but conform herself in her opinion, She only might rely upon my love, To win her to the favour of the Queen. But that will never be, this is my censure, If she be guilty in the least degree, May all her wrongs survive and light on her: If other ways that she be cleared, Thus both ways I wish her down, Or else her state to raise. Why doth the Princess keep her barge so long, Why lands she not? Some one go see the cause. That shall be my charge my Lord. Oh me my Lord, her state is wondrous hard, I have seen the day, my hand I'd not have lent To bring my sovereign's Sister to the Tower: Good my Lords, stretch your Commission To do this Princess but some little favour. My Lord, my Lord, let not the love we bear the Princess, incur the queen's displeasure, 'tis no dallying with matters of Estate, who dares gainsay the Queen?
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Play1 If You Know Not Me You Know Nobody, or The Troubles of Queen Elizabeth
AuthorHeywood, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1605
First performance / composition (Annals)1604 [1604-1605; revised c.1632]
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [1603-1605]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Anne's Men
Genre (British Drama)history
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 503 · TCP A03208 · DEEP 392
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 440–494 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 8 of 23 in this edition
Length485 words · 614 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T14 — Royal love, favour and dynastic relationships cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.801 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T14 · seed 44: T9 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
I but Sir, that word sister goes hardly downe. Why Sir, I hope a man may be bold with his owne, I learn'd that of the Queene, Ile keepe my selfe within compasse Ile warrant you. I but Sir, why is the Princesse committed? It may be she doth not knowe her selfe, It may be the Queene knowes not the cause, It may be my Lord of Winchester does not know, It may be so, nothing's vnpossible to god, It may be ther's knauery in Munckery, Ther's nothing vnpossible, is there any harme in that? Shoomaker, you goe a little beyond your last. Why, in saying nothing's vnpossible to God, Ile stand to it; for saying a truth's a truth, ile proue it; For saying there may be knauerie in Monckery, Ile iustifie it, I do not say there is, but may be, I know what I know, You know what you know, he knowes what he knowes, Marry we know not what euery man knowes. My masters, we haue talkt so long that I thinke tis day. I think so too, is there any harme in all this? No harme ith world. And I thinke by this time the Princesse is ready To take her barge. Come then let's goe, would all were well, Is there any harme in all this? but alas wishes and teares Haue both one property, they shew their loue that want the remedy. Did you not marke what a pitious eie she cast To the Queens window as she past a long, Fayne she would haue stayd, but that I caus'd The bargmen to make hast and row away. The bargmen were too desperat my Lord, In staying till the water was so lowe, For then you know, being vnderneath the bridge, The barges sterne did strike vppon the ground, And was in danger to haue dround vs all. Well she hath scapt that danger, Would she but conforme her selfe in her opinion, She only might rely vppon my loue, To winne her to the fauour of the Queene. But that will neuer be, this is my censure, If she be guilty in the least degree, May all her wronges suruiue and light on her: If other wayes that she be cleered, Thus both wayes I wish her downe, Or els her state to rayse. Why doth the Princesse keepe her barge so longe, Why lands she not? Some one goe see the cause. That shall be my charge my Lord. Oh me my Lord, her state is wondrous hard, I haue seene the day, my hand Ide not haue lent To bring my Soueraignes Sister to the Tower: Good my Lords, stretch your Commission To doe this Princesse but some little fauour. My Lord, my Lord, let not the loue we beare the Princesse, incurre the Queenes displeasure, tis no dallying with matters of Estate, who dares gaine-say the Queene?