Hercules Furens (Mad Hercules) (Seneca's First Tragedy) · chunk 3 of 28
Heywood, Jasper / Seneca, Lucius Annaeus · published 1581 · first performed or written 1561 (Annals) tragedy; literary play T20 Hercules: labours, suffering and virtue typicality 0.83 · 475 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T20: hercules, hercles, ioue, deianeira, alcides, hand, lo, death, skies, hell.
Let present be from bottom deep upraised of lowest hell Th'Eumenides, let flaming locks of theirs the fires out fling, And furious hands bestow about the strokes of viper's sting. Go now full proud, and scale the skies to seats of gods make way. Now must thy battles wages be full clear lo shines the day. Despise man's works thinkst thou fierce wight that hell and souls allow Thou hast escaped? nay here I will another hell thee show. In deep mist hid I will call up from bottom low of hell Beyond the ways of guilty ghosts debateful goddess fell. Whereas the roaring dreadful den resounds with cries about. From deepest bond of Ditis' reign beneath I will fet out, What so is left. Let hateful hurt now come in anger wood, And fierce impiety embrew himself with his own blood. And error eke, and fury armed against itself to fight. This mean, this mean, let wrath of mine now use to show my might. Begin ye servants now of hell: the fervent burning tree Of Pine shake up: and set with snakes her dreadful flock to see. Let now Megaera bring to sight, and with her mournful brand. For burning rage bring out of hell a huge and direful brand. Do this, require you vengeance due, and pains of hell his spoil, Strike through his breast, let fiercer flame, within his bosom boil. Then which in Aetna furnace beats, so furiously to see. That mad of mind and witless may Alcides driven be With fury great through pierced quite, myself must first of all Be mad. Wherefore doth Juno yet not into raging fall? Me, me, ye Furies, sisters three thrown quite out of my wit Toss first, if any thing to do, I do endeavour yet For stepdame meet: let now my hates be turned another way, Let him (returned) his babes behold in safety I you pray. And strong of hand come home, I have now found the day at length. In which may greatly me avail the hated Hercles' strength. Both me and eke himself let him subdue and wish to die Returned from hell, yea let it here be my commodity, That he of Ioue begotten is: here present will I stand, And that his shafts go straight from how, I will direct his hand, The mad man's weapons will I guide, even Hercles' fighting, lo, At length I'll aid. This guilt once done then leeful is that so His father may admit to says those guilty hands of his THe fading stars now shine but seld in sight In stippy sky, night overcome with day Plucks in her. fires, while sprung again is light. The day star draws the clearsome beams their way. They eye sign of haughty pole again, With seven stars marked, the Bears of Arcady,
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 89–132 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 3 of 28 in this edition
Length
475 words · 604 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T20 — Hercules: labours, suffering and virtuecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.833 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T17 · seed 44: T19 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Let preſent be from bottome deepe vprayſd of loweſt hell Th'Eumenides, let flaming lockes of theyrs the fires out flinge, And furious hands beſtowe aboute the ſtroakes of vipers ſting. Go now ful prowde, and ſcale the ſkyes to ſates of gods make waye. Now muſt thy battels wages be ful cleere loe ſhynes the daye. Deſpyſe mans workes thinkſt thou fierce wight y• hell and ſoules alow Thou haſt eſcapt? nay here I wil another hel thee ſhow. In deepe miſte hid I wil call vp from bottome low of hell Beyond the wayes of gylty ghoſtes debateful goddeſſe fell. Wheras the roaring dreadful den reſoundes with cryes about. From depeſt bond of Ditis raygne beneath I wil fet out, What ſo is left. Let hateful hurt now come in anger wood, And fierce impyety imbrew himſelfe with his owne bloud. And errour eke, and fury arm'd agaynſt it ſelfe to fight. This meane, this meane, let wrath of myne now vſe to ſhewe my might. Beginne ye ſeruantes now of hell: the feruent burning tree Of Pyne ſhake vp: and ſet with ſnakes her dreadful flocke to ſee. Let now Megaera bring to ſight, and with her mournful brand. For burning rage bring out of hell a huge and direful brand. Do this, require you vengeance due, and paynes of hel his ſpoyle, Strike through his breaſt, let fyercer flame, within his boſome boyle. Then which in Aetna fornace beates, ſo ſuriouſly to ſee. That mad of mind and witles may Alcides driuen bee With fury great through pearced quight, my ſelfe muſt firſt of all Be mad. Wherfore doth Iuuo yet not into raging fall? Mee, me, ye Furyes, ſyſters three throwne quite out of my wit Toſſe fyrſt, if any thing to do, I do endeuour yet For ſtepdame meete: let now my hates be turnd another way, Let him (returnd) his babes behold in ſafety I you pray. And ſtrong of hand come home, I haue now found the day at length. In which may greatly mee auayle the hated Hercles ſtrength. Both mee and eke hym ſelfe let him ſubdue and wiſh to die Returnd from hel, yea let it here be my commodity, That he of Ioue begotten is: here preſent wil I ſtand, And that his ſhaftes goe ſtreyght from how, I wil direct his hand, The mad mans weapons will I guide, euen Hercles fyghtyng, lo, At length Ile ayde. This gylt once done then leefull is that ſo His father may admit to ſaies thoſe gylty haades of his THe fading ſtarres now ſhyne but ſeelde in ſighte In ſtipye ſkye, night ouercome with day Plucks in her. fyres, while ſpronge agayne is light. The day ſtarre drawes the clereſome beames theire waye. They cye ſigne of haughtye poale agayne, VVith ſeuen ſtarres markt, the Beares of Arcadye,