Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

King Lear · chunk 3 of 49

Shakespeare, William · published 1608 · first performed or written 1605 [1605-1606] (Annals)
tragedy · King's Men · before the Court
unassigned nearest T38 Death, parting and grief at court · 505 words

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

Let it fall rather, Though the fork invade the region of my heart, Be Kent unmannerly when Lear is man, What wilt thou do old man, thinkest thou that duty Shall have dread to speak, when power to flattery bows, To plainness honours bound when Majesty stoops to folly, Reverse thy doom, and in thy best consideration Check this hideous rashness, answer my life My judgement, thy youngest daughter does not love thee least, Nor are those empty hearted whose low, sound Reverbs no hollowness. Kent on thy life no more. My life I never held but as a pawn To wage against thy enemies, nor fear to lose it Thy safety being the motive. Out of my sight. See better Lear and let me still remain, The true blank of thine eye. Now by Apollo, Now by Apollo King thou swearest thy Gods in vain. Vassal, recreant. Do, kill thy Physician. And the fee bestow upon the foul disease, Revoke thy doom, or whilst I can vent clamour From my throat, i'll tell thee thou dost evil. Hear me, on thy allegiance hear me? Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow, Which we durst never yet; and with strayed pride, To come between our sentence and our power, Which nor our nature nor our place can bear, Our potency made good, take thy reward, Four days we do allot thee for provision, To shield thee from diseases of the world, And on the fift to turn thy hated back Upon our kingdom, if on the tenth day following, Thy banished trunk be found in our dominions, The moment is thy death, away, by Iupiter This shall not be revoked. Why far thee well king, since thus thou wilt appear, Friendship lives hence, and banishment is here, The Gods to their protection take the maid, That rightly thinks, and hast most justly said, And your large speeches may your deeds approve, That good effects may spring from words of love: Thus Kent O Princes, bids you all adieu, he'll shape his old course in a country new. here's France and Burgundy my noble Lord. My L. of Burgundy, we first address towards you, Who with a King hath rivaled for our daughter, What in the least will you require in present Dower with her, or cease your quest of love? Royal majesty, I crave no more than what Your highness offered, nor will you tender less? Right noble Burgundy, when she was dear to us We did hold her so, but now her prize is fallen, Sir there she stands, if ought within that little Seeming substance, or all of it with our displeasure peec'st, And nothing else may fitly like your grace, she's there, and she is yours. I know no answer. Sir will you with those infirmities she owes, Unfriended, new adopted to our hate, Covered with our curse, and strangered with our oath, Take her or leave her. Pardon me royal sir, election makes not up On such conditions.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayKing Lear
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1608
First performance / composition (Annals)1605 [1605-1606]
First performance (BritDrama)1605 [1605-1606] [revised early 1610]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Theaterbefore the Court;Globe;Whitehall;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 623 · TCP A11978 · DEEP 517
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 112–177 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 3 of 49 in this edition
Length505 words · 648 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T38 — Death, parting and grief at court at 0.804
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Let it fall rather, Though the forke inuade the region of my heart, Be Kent vnmannerly when Lear is man, What wilt thou doe ould man, think'st thou that dutie Shall haue dread to speake, when power to flatterie bowes, To plainnes honours bound when Maiesty stoops to folly, Reuerse thy doome, and in thy best consideration Checke this hideous rashnes, answere my life My iudgement, thy yongest daughter does not loue thee least, Nor are those empty harted whose low, sound Reuerbs no hollownes. Kent on thy life no more. My life I neuer held but as a pawne To wage against thy enemies, nor feare to lose it Thy safty being the motiue. Out of my sight. See better Lear and let me still remaine, The true blanke of thine eye. Now by Appollo, Now by Appollo King thou swearest thy Gods in vaine. Vassall, recreant. Doe, kill thy Physicion. And the fee bestow vpon the foule disease, Reuoke thy doome, or whilst I can vent clamour From my throat, ile tell thee thou dost euill. Heare me, on thy allegeance heare me? Since thou hast sought to make vs breake our vow, Which we durst neuer yet; and with straied pride, To come betweene our sentence and our powre, Which nor our nature nor our place can beare, Our potency made good, take thy reward, Foure dayes we doe allot thee for prouision, To shield thee from diseases of the world, And on the fift to turne thy hated backe Vpon our kingdome, if on the tenth day following, Thy banisht truncke be found in our dominions, The moment is thy death, away, by Iupiter This shall not be reuokt. Why fare thee well king, since thus thou wilt appeare, Friendship liues hence, and banishment is here, The Gods to their protection take the maide, That rightly thinks, and hast most iustly said, And your large speeches may your deedes approue, That good effects may spring from wordes of loue: Thus Kent O Princes, bids you all adew, Heele shape his old course in a countrie new. Heers France and Burgundie my noble Lord. My L. of Burgūdie, we first addres towards you, Who with a King hath riuald for our daughter, What in the least will you require in present Dower with her, or cease your quest of loue? Royall maiesty, I craue no more then what Your highnes offered, nor will you tender lesse? Right noble Burgundie, when she was deere to vs We did hold her so, but now her prise is fallen, Sir there she stands, if ought within that little Seeming substāce, or al of it with our displeasure peec'st, And nothing else may fitly like your grace, Shees there, and she is yours. I know no answer. Sir will you with those infirmities she owes, Vnfriended, new adopted to our hate, Couered with our curse, and stranger'd with our oth, Take her or leaue her. Pardon me royall sir, election makes not vp On such conditions.