Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1611 (Annals) tragedy · King's Men T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.83 · 498 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.
How often hast thou made attempt on me? How many of thy assaults have I declined With shifting but my body (as we'd say) Wrested thy dagger from thy hand, how oft? How often hath it fallen, or slipped by chance? Yet, can thy side not want it: which, how vowed, Or with what rites, 'tis sacred of thee, I know not, That still thou mak'st it a necessity, To fix it in the body of a Consul. But let me lose this way, and speak to thee, Not as one moved with hatred, which I ought, But pity, of which none is owing thee. No more than unto TANTALUS, or TITYUS. Thou cam'st, erewhile, into this Senate. Who Of such a frequency, so many friends, And kindred thou hast here, saluted thee? Were not the seats made bare, upon thy entrance? Ris'not the consular men? and left their places, So soon as thou satst down? and fled thy side, Like to a plague, or ruin? knowing, how oft They had been, by thee, marked out for the shambles? How dost thou bear this? Surely, if my slaves At home feared me, with half th'affright, and horror, That, here, thy fellow-citizens do thee, I should soon quit my house, and think it need too. Yet thou dar'st tarry here? Go forth, at last; Condemn thyself to flight, and solitude. Discharge the commonwealth, of her deep fear. Go; into banishment, if thou waitest the word. Why dost thou look? They all consent unto it. Dost thou expect th'authority of their voices, Whose silent wills condemn thee? While they sit, They approve it; while they suffer it, they decree it; And while theyare silent to it, they proclaim it. Prove thou there honest, I'll endure the envy. But there's no thought, thou shouldst be ever he, Whom either shame should call from filthiness, Terror from danger, or discourse from fury. Go; I entreat thee: yet, why do I so? When I already know, theyare sent afore, That tarry for thee'in arms, and do expect thee On th'Aurelian way. I know the day Set down, twixt thee, and MANLIUS; unto whom The silver eagle too is sent, before: Which I do hope shall prove, to thee as baneful, As thou conceivest it to the commonwealth. But, may this wise, and sacred Senate say, What mean'st thou MARCUS TULLIUS? If thou know'st That CATILINE be looked for, to be chief Of an intestine war; that he's the author Of such a wickedness; the caller out Of men of mark in mischief, to an action Of so much horror; Prince of such a treason; Why dost thou send him forth? why let him scape? This is, to give him liberty, and power: Rather, thou shouldst lay hold upon him, send him To deserved death, and a just punishment. To these so holy voices, thus I answer. If I did think it timely, conscript Fathers, To punish him with death, I would not give
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 1479–1538 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 22 of 37 in this edition
Length
498 words · 700 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T2 — Roman politics: senate, consuls and civil warcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.835 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
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)
How often hast thou made attempt on me? How many of thy assaults haue I declin'd With shifting but my body (as wee'ld say) Wrested thy dagger from thy hand, how oft? How often hath it falne, or slip't by chance? Yet, can thy side not want it: which, how vow'd, Or with what rites, 'tis sacred of thee, I know not, That still thou mak'st it a necessitie, To fixe it in the body of a Consul. But let me loose this way, and speake to thee, Not as one mou'd with hatred, which I ought, But pitty, of which none is owing thee. No more then vnto TANTALVS, or TITYVS. Thou cam'st, e're-while, into this Senate. Who Of such a frequency, so many friends, And kindred thou hast here, saluted thee? Were not the seates made bare, vpon thy entrance? Riss'not the consular men? and left their places, So soone as thou sat'st downe? and fled thy side, Like to a plague, or ruine? knowing, how oft They had beene, by thee, mark'd out for the shambles? How dost thou beare this? Surely, if my slaues At home fear'd me, with halfe th'affright, and horror, That, here, thy fellow-citizens doe thee, I should soone quit my house, and thinke it need too. Yet thou dar'st tarry here? Goe forth, at last; Condemne thy selfe to flight, and solitude. Discharge the common-wealth, of her deepe feare. Goe; into banishment, if thou wait'st the word. Why do'st thou looke? They all consent vnto it. Do'st thou expect th'authoritie of their voyces, Whose silent wills condemne thee? While they sit, They approue it; while they suffer it, they decree it; And while they'are silent to it, they proclaime it. Proue thou there honest, Ile endure the enuie. But there's no thought, thou should'st be euer he, Whom either shame should call from filthinesse, Terror from danger, or discourse from furie. Goe; I intreat thee: yet, why doe I so? When I alreadie know, they'are sent afore, That tarry for thee'in armes, and doe expect thee On th'AVRELIAN way. I know the day Set downe, 'twixt thee, and MANLIVS; vnto whom The siluer eagle too is sent, before: Which I doe hope shall proue, to thee as banefull, As thou conceiu'st it to the common-wealth. But, may this wise, and sacred Senate say, What mean'st thou MARCVS TVLLIVS? If thou know'st That CATILINE be look'd for, to be chiefe Of an intestine warre; that he'is the author Of such a wickednesse; the caller out Of men of marke in mischiefe, to an action Of so much horror; Prince of such a treason; Why do'st thou send him forth? why let him scape? This is, to giue him libertie, and power: Rather, thou should'st lay hold vpon him, send him To deseru'd death, and a iust punishment. To these so holy voices, thus I answere. If I did thinke it timely, Gonscript Fathers, To punish him with death, I would not giue