Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1611 (Annals) tragedy · King's Men T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.85 · 535 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
ay, and the means, to carry us through? How, friends! Think you, that I would bid you, grasp the wind? Or call you to th'embracing of a cloud? Put your known valures on so dear a business, And have no other second then the danger, Nor other garland than the loss? Become Your own assurances. And, for the means, Consider, first, the stark security The common wealth is in now; the whole Senate Sleepy, and dreaming no such violent blow; Their forces all abroad; of which the greatest, That might annoy us most, is farthest off, In Asia, under POMPEY: those, near hand, Commanded, by our friends; one army in Spain, By CNEUS PISO; th'other in Mauritania, By NUCERINUS; both which I have firm, And fast unto our plot. myself, then, standing Now to be Consul; with my hoped Colleague CAIUS ANTONIUS; one, no less engaged By'his wants then we: and, whom I'have power to melt, And cast in any mould. Beside, some others That will not yet be named, (both sure, and great ones) Who, when the time comes, shall declare themselves, Strong, for our party: so, that no resistance Her round about? Or, are they none, Except she first become her own? O wretchedness of greatest states, To be obnoxious to these fates: That cannot keep, what they do gain; And what they raise so ill sustain! Rome, now, is Mistress of the whole World, sea, and land, to either pole; And even that fortune will destroy The power that made it: she doth joy So much in plenty, wealth, and ease, As, now, th'excess is her disease. she builds in gold; and, to the stars; As, if she threatened heaven with wars: And seeks for hell, in quarries deep, Giving the fiends, that there do keep, A hope of day. Her women wear The spoils of nations, in an ear, Changed for the treasure of a shell; And, in their loose attires, do swell More light than sails, when all winds play: Yet, are the men more loose than they! More combed, and bathed, and rubbed, and trimmed, More sleeked, more soft, and slacker limmed; As prostitute: so much, that kind May seek itself there, and not find. They eat on beds of silk, and gold; At ivory tables; or, wood sold Dearer than it: and, leaving plate, Do drink in stone of higher rate. They hunt all grounds; and draw all seas; Foul every brook, and bush; to please Their wanton tastes: and, in request Have new, and rare things; not the best! Hence comes that wild, and vast expense, That hath enforced Rome's virtue, thence, Which simple poverty first made: And, now, ambition doth invade Her state, with eating avarice, Riot, and every other vice. Decrees are bought, and laws are sold, Honours, and offices for gold; The people's voices: and the free Tongues, in the Senate, bribed be. Such ruin of her manners Rome Doth suffer now, as she's become (Without the gods it soon gainsay) Both her own spoiler, and own prey. So, Asia, 'art thou cruelly even With us, for all the blows thee given; When we, whose virtue conquered thee, Thus, by thy vices, ruined be.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 286–362 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 5 of 37 in this edition
Length
535 words · 763 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T2 — Roman politics: senate, consuls and civil warcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.849 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
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seed 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, and the meanes, to carry vs through? How, friends! Thinke you, that I would bid you, graspe the winde? Or call you to th'embracing of a cloud? Put your knowne valures on so deare a businesse, And haue no other second then the danger, Nor other gyrlond then the losse? Become Your owne assurances. And, for the meanes, Consider, first, the starke securitie The common wealth is in now; the whole Senate Sleepy, and dreaming no such violent blow; Their forces all abroad; of which the greatest, That might annoy vs most, is fardest off, In Asia, vnder POMPEY: those, neare hand, Commanded, by our friends; one army' in Spaine, By CNEVS PISO; th'other in Mauritania, By NVCERINVS; both which I haue firme, And fast vnto our plot. My selfe, then, standing Now to be Consul; with my hop'd Colleague CAIVS ANTONIVS; one, no lesse engag'd By'his wants then we: and, whom I'haue power to melt, And cast in any mould. Beside, some others That will not yet be nam'd, (both sure, and great ones) Who, when the time comes, shall declare themselues, Strong, for our party: so, that no resistance Her round about? Or, are they none, Except shee first become her owne? O wretchednesse of greatest states, To be obnoxious to these fates: That cannot keepe, what they doe gaine; And what they raise so ill sustaine! Rome, now, is Mistris of the whole World, sea, and land, to either pole; And euen that fortune will destroy The power that made it: shee doth ioy So much in plentie, wealth, and ease, As, now, th'excesse is her disease. Shee builds in gold; and, to the starres; As, if shee threatned heau'n with warres: And seekes for hell, in quarries deepe, Giuing the fiends, that there doe keepe, A hope of day. Her women weare The spoiles of nations, in an eare, Chang'd for the treasure of a shell; And, in their loose attires, doe swell More light then sailes, when all windes play: Yet, are the men more loose then they! More kemb'd, and bath'd, and rub'd, and trim'd, More sleek'd, more soft, and slacker limm'd; As prostitute: so much, that kinde May seeke it selfe there, and not finde. They eate on beds of silke, and gold; At yuorie tables; or, wood sold Dearer then it: and, leauing plate, Doe drinke in stone of higher rate. They hunt all grounds; and draw all seas; Foule euery brooke, and bush; to please Their wanton tasts: and, in request Haue new, and rare things; not the best! Hence comes that wild, and vast expence, That hath enforc'd Romes vertue, thence, Which simple pouerty first made: And, now, ambition doth inuade Her state, with eating auarice, Riot, and euery other vice. Decrees are bought, and lawes are sold, Honors, and offices for gold; The peoples voyces: and the free Tongues, in the Senate, bribed bee. Such ruine of her manners Rome Doth suffer now, as shee's become (Without the gods it soone gaine-say) Both her owne spoiler, and owne prey. So, Asia, 'art thou cru'lly euen With vs, for all the blowes thee giuen; When we, whose vertue conquer'd thee, Thus, by thy vices, ruin'd bee.