Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

King Lear · chunk 8 of 46

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1605 [1605-1606] (Annals)
tragedy · King's Men
unassigned nearest T40 Sin, guilt and violent loss within famil · 502 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T40: brother, death, life, die, heaven, sin, live, father, blood, soul.

I am thinking Brother of a prediction I read this other day, what should follow these Eclipses. Do you busy yourself with that? I promise you, the effects he writes of, succeed unhappily. When saw you my Father last? The night gone by. Spoke you with him? I, two hours together. Parted you in good terms? Found you no displeasure in him, by word, nor countenance? None at all, Bethink yourself wherein you may have offended him: and at my entreaty forbear his presence, until some little time hath qualified the heat of his displeasure, which at this instant so rageth in him, that with the mischief of your person, it would scarcely allay. Some Villain hath done me wrong. That's my fear, I pray you have a continent forbearance till the speed of his rage goes slower: and as I say, retire with me to my lodging, from whence I will fitly bring you to hear my Lord speak: pray ye go, there's my key: if you do stir abroad, go armed. Armed, Brother? Brother, I advise you to the best, I am no honest man, if there be any good meaning toward you: I have told you what I have seen, and heard: But faintly, Nothing like the image, and horror of it, pray you away. Shall I hear from you anon? I do serve you in this business: A Credulous Father, and a Brother Noble, Whose nature is so far from doing harms, That he suspects none: on whose foolish honesty My practices ride easy: I see the business. Let me, if not by birth, have lands by wit, All with me's meet, that I can fashion fit. Did my Father strike my Gentleman for chiding of his Fool? I Madam. By day and night, he wrongs me, every hour He flashes into one gross crime, or other, That sets us all at odds: I'll not endure it; His Knights grow riotous, and himself upbraids us On every trifle. When he returns from hunting, I will not speak with him, say I am sick, If you come slack of former services, You shall do well, the fault of it I'll answer. He's coming Madam, I hear him. Put on what weary negligence you please, You and your Fellows: I'd have it come to question; If he distaste it, let him to my Sister, Whose mind and mine I know in that are one, Remember what I have said. Well Madam. And let his Knights have colder looks among you: what grows of it no matter, advise your fellows so, I'll write strait to my Sister to hold my course; prepare for dinner. If but as will I other accents borrow, That can my speech defuse, my good intent May carry through itself to that full issue For which I razed my likeness. Now banished Kent, If thou canst serve where thou dost stand condemned, So may it come, thy Master whom thou Lov'st, Shall find thee full of labours.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayKing Lear
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1605 [1605-1606]
First performance (BritDrama)1605 [1605-1606] [revised early 1610]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 625 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.33
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 353–399 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 8 of 46 in this edition
Length502 words · 652 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T40 — Sin, guilt and violent loss within families at 0.721
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)
I am thinking Brother of a prediction I read this other day, what ſhould follow theſe Eclipſes. Do you buſie your ſelfe with that? I promiſe you, the effects he writes of, ſucceede vnhappily. When ſaw you my Father laſt? The night gone by. Spake you with him? I, two houres together. Parted you in good termes? Found you no diſpleaſure in him, by word, nor countenance? None at all, Bethink your ſelfe wherein you may haue offended him: and at my entreaty forbeare his preſence, vntill ſome little time hath qualified the heat of his diſpleaſure, which at this inſtant ſo rageth in him, that with the miſchiefe of your perſon, it would ſcarſely alay. Some Villaine hath done me wrong. That's my feare, I pray you haue a continent forbearance till the ſpeed of his rage goes ſlower: and as I ſay, retire with me to my lodging, from whence I will fitly bring you to heare my Lord ſpeake: pray ye goe, there's my key: if you do ſtirre abroad, goe arm'd. Arm'd, Brother? Brother, I aduiſe you to the beſt, I am no honeſt man, if ther be any good meaning toward you: I haue told you what I haue ſeene, and heard: But faintly, Nothing like the image, and horror of it, pray you away. Shall I heare from you anon? I do ſerue you in this buſineſſe: A Credulous Father, and a Brother Noble, Whoſe nature is ſo farre from doing harmes, That he ſuſpects none: on whoſe fooliſh honeſtie My practiſes ride eaſie: I ſee the buſineſſe. Let me, if not by birth, haue lands by wit, All with me's meete, that I can faſhion fit. Did my Father ſtrike my Gentleman for chiding of his Foole? I Madam. By day and night, he wrongs me, euery howre He flaſhes into one groſſe crime, or other, That ſets vs all at ods: Ile not endure it; His Knights grow riotous, and himſelfe vpbraides vs On euery trifle. When he returnes from hunting, I will not ſpeake with him, ſay I am ſicke, If you come ſlacke of former ſeruices, You ſhall do well, the fault of it Ile anſwer. He's comming Madam, I heare him. Put on what weary negligence you pleaſe, You and your Fellowes: I'de haue it come to queſtion; If he diſtaſte it, let him to my Siſter, Whoſe mind and mine I know in that are one, Remember what I haue ſaid. Well Madam. And let his Knights haue colder lookes among you: what growes of it no matter, aduiſe your fellowes ſo, Ile write ſtraight to my Siſter to hold my courſe; prepare for dinner. If but as will I other accents borrow, That can my ſpeech defuſe, my good intent May carry through it ſelfe to that full iſſue For which I raiz'd my likeneſſe. Now baniſht Kent, If thou canſt ſerue where thou doſt ſtand condemn'd, So may it come, thy Maſter whom thou Iou'ſt, Shall find thee full of labours.