Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Nobody and Somebody · chunk 27 of 31

Anonymous · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [1603-1606] (Annals)
history; satire · Queen Anne's Men
T38 Death, parting and grief at court typicality 0.90 · 513 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T38: queen, king, death, dead, heart, life, die, lord, royal, news.

Thou wouldst not poison for me his base Queen, Whom I so often have triumphed over, That torment now is her beatitude, And tedious unto me. no more, she's dead. See where she comes, dispatch her presently, For though the Princely Peridure be king, His brother's death in time will make him odious Unto his subjects, and they may restore Mild Elidure again, and then I die, Withdraw, she's dead, as surely as you live. What shall I never from this servitude Receive releasant evermore be plagued, With this insulting Queen? Is there no change, no other alteration in the state I know there is not, I am borne to be a slave, to one baser than slavery I will release you by a speedy death. By death, alas, what tongue pronounced that word? What my Lord weather-cocke? nay then I see, Death in thy mouth is but base flattery. By heaven I am sent to kill you. By whose means. By one that will avouch it when 'tis done. not the proud queen. Yes, but I am determined in full amends for all my flattery, to save your life, and kill her instantly. Oh if a Devil would undertake that deed, I carded not though she heard me, I would say, He were a star more glorious than the day. And would you for that good deed pardon me. And quite all former injury. But let me tell your highness by the way, the Queen is not so hasty of your death. no, for she had rather have my life prolonged. I do assure your highness on mine honour, When I did say she sent me to destroy you, I slandered her great mercy towards you, For she had given me order to release you. Oh monstrous lie. believe it, for 'tis true: And this moreover, she somuch repents Her former pride and hardness towards you, that she could wish it never had been done. then I repent me of my wrongs towards her, And in the stead of a reward proposed to him that should destroy her, I do wish, Death be his death, that undertakes the deed. but will you not forget these princely words, if any alteration should ensue. not I, I in my oaths am true. Except once more the Lords crown Elydure. though that should chance, i'll hold my promise sure. And you too Madam. So thou murder'st her. Know that Lord periduras and his brother, are in the battle slain, and by the nobles, her husband Elidure raised to the state, setting aside all jesting, Queen believe it. And truce with her, lest she triumph again. For God's sake make us friends. Good Lord how strange this reconciled foes behold each other. Sister. Kind sister. Then make me your brother, say are you friends. We are. Then chance what can, in this I have proved myself an honest man. The king your husband, madam new released, Desires your presence at his Coronation. My Elydure a third time to be crowned. True Madam, and expects your company.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayNobody and Somebody
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1606
First performance / composition (Annals)1605 [1603-1606]
First performance (BritDrama)1605 [1603-1606]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Anne's Men
Genre (British Drama)history; satire
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 540 · TCP A08262 · DEEP 425
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1662–1734 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 27 of 31 in this edition
Length513 words · 672 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T38 — Death, parting and grief at court cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.903 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T44 · seed 44: T6 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Thou wouldst not poyson for me his base Queene, Whom I so often haue triumphed ore, That torment now is her beatitude, And tedious vnto me. no more, shes dead. See where she comes, dispatch her presently, For though the Princely Peridure be king, His brothers death in time will make him odious Vnto his subiects, and they may restore Mild Elidure againe, and then I dye, Withdraw, shes dead, as surely as you liue. What shall I neuer from this seruitude Receiue releasant euermore be plagud, With this insulting Queen? Is there no change, no other alteration in the state I know there is not, I am borne to be a slaue, to one baser then slauery I will release you by a speedy death. By death, alasse, what tongue pronounst that word? What my Lord weather-cocke? nay then I see, Death in thy mouth is but base flattery. By heauen I am sent to kill you. By whose meanes. By one that will auouch it when tis done. not the proud queene. Yes, but I am determined in full amends for all my flattery, to saue your life, and kill her instantly. Oh if a Divell would vndertake that deed, I card not though she heard me, I would say, He were a starre more glorious then the day. And would you for that good deed pardon me. And quite all former iniury. But let me tell your highnes by the way, the Queene is not so hasty of your death. no, for she had rather haue my life prolongd. I do assure your highnes on mine honor, When I did say she sent me to destroy you, I slaunderd her great mercy towards you, For she had giuen me order to release you. Oh monstrous lie. beleeue it, for tis true: And this moreouer, she somuch repents Her former pride and hardnes towards you, that she could wish it neuer had bin done. then I repent me of my wrongs towards her, And in the stead of a reward proposd to him that should destroy her, I do wish, Death be his death, that vndertakes the deed. but will you not forget these princelie words, if any alteration should ensue. not I, I in my oths am true. Except once more the Lords crowne Elydure. though that should chance, ile hold my promise sure. And you too Madam. So thou muderst hir. Know that Lord periduras and his brother, are in the battell slaine, and by the nobles, her husband Elidure raisd to the state, setting aside all iesting, Queene beleeue it. And truce with her, least she triumph againe. For Gods sake make vs friends. Good Lord how strange this reconciled foes behold each other. Sister. Kind sister. Then make me your brother, say are you friends. We are. Then chance what can, in this I haue prooud my selfe an honest man. The king your husband, madam new releast, Desires your presence at his Coronation. My Elydure a third time to be crownd. True Madam, and expects your company.