Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Julius Caesar · chunk 27 of 49

Alexander, William · published 1607 · first performed or written 1607 (Annals)
tragedy
T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.81 · 516 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.

I would not then discover what I thought: Lest he t'entrap my tongue a snare had framed, Till I with thee t'a conference first was brought, Whom he for patron of his purpose named. One should beware to whom his mind he leaves, In dangerous times when tales by walls are told, Men make themselves most miserably slaves, Of those to whom their secrets they unfold. As Cassius told thee pitying Rome's distress, That t'our disgrace in bondage doth remain, We straight intend whatever we profess, With Caesar's blood to wash away this stain. Though for this end a few sufficient are, To whom their virtue courage doth impart, Yet were we loath to wrong thy worth so far, As of such glory to give thee no part. Since both this cause, and that thy name thee bind, In this adventurous band to be comprised, There needs no rhetoric to raise thy mind, That t'execute which thou should have devised. I thought no creature should my purpose know But he whose interest promised mutual cares, Of those to whom one would his secrets show, No greater pledge of trust than to know theirs. As when two meet being masked (though whiles near friends) With them as strangers no respect takes place, But when that friendship one of them pretends, Then th'other likewise doth uncloud his face: So as thou first, I'll now at last be bold My breast with the same birth long great hath gone, Yet I t'another durst it not unfold, Nor yet attempt to compass it alone. But since this course, of which I long did pause, On such great pillars now so strongly stands, Whose countenance may give credit t'any cause, It hath my heart, and it shall have my hands. T'our enterprise propitious signs are sent, So that the gods would give us courage thus, For all that ever heard of our intent, Would willingly engage themselves with us, Let other men discourse of virtuous rites, Ours but by th'action only should be shown, Bare speculation is but for such sprites, As want of power or courage keeps unknown, In those that Virtue view when crowned with deeds, Whose beauties through the glass of glory shined, Sh'a violent desire t'embrace her breeds, As th'adamant to th'yrne being to the mind. What though a number now in darkness lies, That are too weak for matters of such weight, We that are eminent in all men's eyes, Let us still hold the height of honour straight. Whilst that our faction might be strengthened thus I laboured much to purchase all their powers, Whom hate towards Caesar, love to Rome, or t'us, Might move t'embark in those great hopes of ours. By sickness being imprisoned in his bed, Whilst I Ligarius spied whom pains did prick, When I had said with words that anguish bred, In what a time Ligarius art thou sick. He answered straight as I had physic brought, Or that he had imagined my design, If worthy of thyself thou wouldst do aught, Then Brutus I am whole, and wholly thine.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayJulius Caesar
AuthorAlexander, William
Publication year (edition)1607
First performance / composition (Annals)1607
First performance (BritDrama)1607
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeCloset/Unacted;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 611 · TCP A16527 · DEEP 5061.03
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1704–1767 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 27 of 49 in this edition
Length516 words · 654 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T2 — Roman politics: senate, consuls and civil war cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.809 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T1 · seed 44: T2 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
I would not then diſcouer what I thought: Leſt he t'entrap my tongue a ſnare had fram'd, Till I with thee t'a conference firſt was brought, Whom he for patron of his purpoſe namde. One ſhould beware to whom his minde he leaues, In dangerous times when tales by walles are tolde, Men make themſelues moſt miſerably ſlaues, Of thoſe to whom their ſecrets they vnfolde. As Caſsius tolde thee pittying Romes diſtreſſe, That t'our diſgrace in bondage doth remaine, We ſtraight intend what euer we profeſſe, With Caeſars blood to waſh away this ſtaine. Though for this end a few ſufficient are, To whom their vertue courage doth impart, Yet were wee loath to wrong thy worth ſo farre, As of ſuch glorie to giue thee no part. Since both this cauſe, and that thy name thee binde, In this aduentrous band to be compriſde, There needes no rhetoricke to raiſe thy minde, That t'execute which thou ſhould haue deuiſde. I thoght no creature ſhuld my purpoſe know But he whoſe intreſt promiſde mutuall cares, Of thoſe to whom one would his ſecrets ſhow, No greater pledge of truſt than to know theirs. As when two meet being mask'd (though whiles neare frends) With them as ſtrangers no reſpect takes place, But when that friendſhip one of them pretends, Then th'other likewiſe doth vncloude his face: So as thou firſt, Ile now at laſt be bold My breaſt with the ſame birth long great hath gone, Yet I t'another durſt it not vnfolde, Nor yet attempt to compaſſe it alone. But ſince this courſe, of which I long did pauſe, On ſuch great pillars now ſo ſtrongly ſtands, Whoſe countanaunce may giue credite t'any cauſe, It hath my heart, and it ſhall haue my hands. T'our enterpriſe propitious ſignes are ſent, So that the gods would giue vs courage thus, For all that euer heard of our intent, Would willingly engage themſelues with vs, Let other men diſcourſe of vertuous rites, Ours but by th'action only ſhould be ſhowne, Bare ſpeculation is but for ſuch ſprites, As want of powre or courage keepes vnknowne, In thoſe that Vertue view when crown'd with deeds, Whoſe beauties through the glaſſe of glory ſhinde, Sh'a violent deſire t'imbrace her breedes, As th'adamant to th'yrne being to the minde. What though a number now in darkeneſſe lies, That are too weake for matters of ſuch weight, We that are eminent in all mens eies, Let vs ſtill hold the height of honour ſtraight. Whilſt that our faction might be ſtrangthned thus I labord much to purchaſe all their powres, Whom hate towards Caeſar, loue to Rome, or t'vs, Might moue t'imbarke in thoſe great hopes of ours. By ſickeneſſe being impriſon'd in his bed, Whilſt I Ligarius ſpide whom paines did pricke, When I had ſaid with words that anguiſh bred, In what a time Ligarius art thou ſicke. He anſwerd ſtraight as I had phiſicke brought, Or that he had imagin'd my deſigne, If worthy of thy ſelfe thou wouldſt do ought, Then Brutus I am whole, and wholie thine.