Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Troia Nova Triumphans (London Triumphing) · chunk 5 of 5

Dekker, Thomas · published 1612 · first performed or written 1612 [Oct 29] (Annals)
civic play; pageant
T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions typicality 0.82 · 447 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.

On, on, the beams of Virtue are so bright, They dazzle Envy: On, the Hag's put to flight. MY This-dayes-sworne-protector, welcome home, If justice speak not now, be she ever dumb: The world gives out she's blind; but men shall see, Her Sight is clear, by influence drawn from Thee. For One-yeare therefore, at these Gates she'll sit, To guide thee In and Out: thou shalt commit (If She stand by thee) not One touch of wrong: And though I know thy wisdom built up strong, Yet men (like great ships) being in storms, most near To danger, when up all their sails they bear. And since all Magistrates tread still on ice, From mine own School I read thee this advice: Do good for no man's sake (now) but thine own, Take leave of Friends & foes, both must be known But by one Face: the Rich and Poor must lie In one even Scale: All Suitors, in thine Eye Welcome alike; Even He that seems most base, Look not upon his Clothes, but on his Case. Let not Oppression wash his hands i'th' Tears Of Widows, or of Orphans: Widows prayers Can pluck down Thunder, & poor Orphans cries Are Laurels held in fire; the violence flies Up to Heaven-gates, and there the wrong does tell, Whilst Innocence leaves behind it a sweet smell. Thy Conscience must be like that Scarlet die; One foul spot stains it All: and the quick Eye Of this prying world, will make that spot thy scorn. That Collar (which about thy Neck is worn) Of Golden Esses, bids thee so to knit Men hearts in Love, and make a Chain of it. That Sword is seldom drawn, by which is meant, It should strike seldom: never th'innocent. 'tis held before thee by another's Hand, But the point upwards (heaven must that command) Snatch it not then in Wrath; it must be given, But to cut none, till warranted by Heaven. The Head, the politic Body must advance For which thou hast this Cap of Maintenance, And since the most just Magistrate often errs, Thou guarded art about with Officers, Who knowing the oaths of Others that are gone, Should teach thee what to do, what leave undone. Night's Candles lighted are, and burn amain, Cut therefore here off, Thy Officious Train Which Love and Custom lend thee: All Delight Crown both this Day and City: A good Night To Thee, and these Grave Senators, to whom My last Farewells, in these glad wishes come, That thou & they (whose strength the City bears) May be as old in Goodness as in Years. Non displicuisse Festinat (Praetor) Qui placuisse Tibi▪
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayTroia Nova Triumphans (London Triumphing)
AuthorDekker, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1612
First performance / composition (Annals)1612 [Oct 29]
First performance (BritDrama)1612 [Oct 29]
Genre (British Drama)civic play; pageant
Play typeOccasional;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 700 · TCP A20090 · DEEP 578
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 251–304 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 5 of 5 in this edition
Length447 words · 605 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T19 — Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions reviewed — decision pending · typicality 0.823 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T13 · seed 44: T16 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
On, on, the beames of Vertue are so bright, They dazzle Enuy: On, the Hag's put to flight. MY This-dayes-sworne-protector, welcome home, If Iustice speake not now, be she euer dumbe: The world giues out shee's blinde; but men shall see, Her Sight is cleere, by influence drawne from Thee. For One-yeare therefore, at these Gates shee'l sit, To guid thee In and Out: thou shalt commit (If Shee stand by thee) not One touch of wrong: And though I know thy wisdome built vp strong, Yet men (like great ships) being in storms, most neere To danger, when vp all their sailes they beare. And since all Magistrates tread still on yce, From mine owne Schoole I reade thee this aduice: Do good for no mans sake (now) but thine owne, Take leaue of Friends & foes, both must be knowne But by one Face: the Rich and Poore must lye In one euen Scale: All Suiters, in thine Eye Welcome alike; Euen Hee that seemes most base, Looke not vpon his Clothes, but on his Case. Let not Oppression wash his hands ith' Teares Of Widowes, or of Orphans: Widowes prayers Can pluck downe Thunder, & poore Orphans cries Are Lawrels held in fire; the violence flyes Vp to Heauen-gates, and there the wrong does tell, Whilst Innocence leaues behind it a sweet smell. Thy Conscience must be like that Scarlet Dye; One fowle spot staines it All: and the quicke Eye Of this prying world, will make that spot thy scorne. Tha Collar (which about thy Necke is worne) Of Golden Esses, bids thee so to knit Men hearts in Loue, and make a Chayne of it. That Sword is seldome drawne, by which is meant, It should strike seldome: neuer th'innocent. Tis held before thee by anothers Hand, But the point vpwards (heauen must that cōmand) Snatch it not then in Wrath; it must be giuen, But to cut none, till warranted by Heauen. The Head, the politike Body must aduance For which thou hast this Cap of Maintenance, And since the most iust Magistrate often erres, Thou guarded art about with Officers, Who knowing the athes of Others that are gone, Should teach thee what to do, what leaue vndone. Nights Candles lighted are, and burne amaine, Cut therefore here off, Thy Officious Traine Which Loue and Custome lend thee: All Delight Crowne both this Day and Citty: A good Night To Thee, and these Graue Senators, to whom My last Fare-wels, in these glad wishes come, That thou & they (whose strength the City beares) May be as old in Goodnesse as in Yeares. —Non displcuisse mretur, Festinat (Praetor) Qui placuisse Tibi▪