Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

1 Jeronimo, with the Wars of Portugal · chunk 5 of 18

Anonymous · published 1605 · first performed or written 1604 [1600-1605] (Annals)
tragedy · Unknown
T59 Spanish courts: war, honour and courtshi typicality 0.79 · 481 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T59: andrea, spain, portugal, tribute, horatio, king, bellimperia, prince, lord, lorenzo.

To weep I fear but not to tender love. Why is she not a woman, she must weep A while as widows use till their first sleep▪ Who in the morrow following will be sold to new, Before the first are thoroughly cold: So Bellimperia; For this is common, the more She weeps, the More she plays the woman. Come then, howe'er it hap Andrea shall be crossed. Let me alone, I'll turn him to a ghost. Farewell true brace of villains, Come hither boy Horatio, didst thou hear them. O my true breasted father, my ears have sucked In poison, deadly Poison, murder Andrea: O Inhuman practice, had not your reverend Years been present here, I should have poniarded the villains bowels, and showed his Soul out to Damnation, Murder Andrea: Honest lord: Impious villains. I like thy true heart boy, thou lovest thy friend, It is the greatest argument and sign that I begot thee, For it shows thou art mine. O father: 'tis a charitable deed, To prevent those that would make virtue bleed. I'll dispatch letters to don andrea, Unfold their hellish practice, damned intent, Against the virtuous rivers of his life? Murder andrea. Peace: Who comes here: news, news Isaballa. What news Ieronimo? Strange news, Lorenzo is become an honest man Is this your wondrous news. I i not wondrous to haue honesty in hel, go, tell It Abroad now, but see you put no new additions To it: as thus, shall I tell you gossip: Lorenzo, Is become an honest man: Beware, beware, For honesty spoken in derision points out knavery. O then take heed, that jest would not be trim, he's a great man, therefore we must not knave him. In gentle soul, I'll not be long away, As short my body, Short shallbe my stay. Murder andrea: What blood sucking slave Could choke bright honour in a scabbard grave, What harping still upon Andrea's death, Have courage boy: I shall prevent their plots, And make them both stand like too politic sots. Lorenzo has a reach as far as hell, To hook the devil from his flaming cell: Oh sprightly father he'll out reach you then, Knaves, longer reaches have than honest men. But boy fear not, I'll out stretch them all My minds a giant, though my bulk be full. What is the meaning of this loud report An embas. my Lord is new arrived from Spain. Son Balthezer we pray do you go meet him, And do him all the honour that belongs him. Father my best endeavour shall obey you, Welcome worthy lord, Spain's choice ambassador, Brave stout, andrea, for so I guess thee. Portugalles heir I thank thee, Thou seems no les than what thou art, a prince: And an heroic spirit, Portugal's king, I kiss my hand, and tender on thy throne, My master's love, peace, and affection.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
Play1 Jeronimo, with the Wars of Portugal
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1605
First performance / composition (Annals)1604 [1600-1605]
First performance (BritDrama)1600 [1587-1605]
Company (BritDrama)Unknown
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 520 · TCP A04941 · DEEP 409
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 273–335 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 5 of 18 in this edition
Length481 words · 647 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T59 — Spanish courts: war, honour and courtship cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.785 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T61 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
To wéepe I feare but not to tender loue. Why is she not a woman, she must wéepe A while as widdowes vse till their first sléepe▪ Who in the morrow folloing will be sould to newe, Before the first are throughly cold: So Bellimperia; For this is common, the more She wéepes, the More shée plaies the woman. Come then, how ere it hap Andrea shal be crost. Let mée alone, Ile turne him to a ghoast. Farwell true brace of villaynes, Come hether boy Horatio, didst thou here them. O my true brested father, my eares haue sukt In poyson, deadly Poyson, murder Andrea: O Inhumain practis, had not your reuerend Yeares béene present héere, I should haue Ponyarded the villaynes bowels, and shoued his Soule out to Damnation, Murder Andrea: Honest lord: Impions villayns. I like thy true hart boy, thou louest thy friend, It is the greatest argument and sign that I begot thée, For it showes thou art mine. O father: Tis a charitable déed, To preuent those that would make vertue bléed. Ile dispatch letters to don andrea, Unfould their hellish Practise, damnd intent, Against the vertuous riuers of his life? Murder andrea. Peace: Who comes héere: newes, newes Isaballa. What newes Ieronimo? Strang newes, Lorenzo is becom an honest man Is this your wondrous newes. I i not wondrous to haue honesty in hel, go, tell It Abrod now, but sée you put no new aditions To it: as thus, shal I tell you gossip: Lorenzo, Is become an honnest man: Beware, heware, For honesty spoken in derision points out knauery. O then take héed, that Iest would not be trim, Hées a great man, therefore we must not knaue him. In gentle soule, Ile not bée long away, As short my body, Short shallbe my stay. Murder andrea: What bloud sucking slaue Could choke bright honor in a skabard graue, What harping still vpon anadreas death, Haue courage boy: I shall preuent their plots, And make them both stand like too politique sots. Lorenzo has a reach as far as hell, To hooke the diuell from his flaming cell▪ Oh sprightly father heele out rech you then, Knaues, longer reaches haue thē honest men. But boy feare not, Ile out stretch them al My minds a giant, though my bulke bée full. What is the meaning of this lowd report An emba. my Lord is new ariued rom spaine. Son Balthezer we pray do you goe méet him, And do him all the honor that belonges him. Father my best indeuour shall obay you, Welcom worthy lord, spaines choyse embassador, Braue stout, andrea, for soe I gesse thee. Portugalles eire I thanke thee, Thou semes no les then what thou arte, a prince: And an heroycke spirit, Portingalles king, I kisse my hand, and tender on thy throne, My masters loue, peace, and affection.