Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Philaster, or Love Lies a-Bleeding · chunk 1 of 40

Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1620 · first performed or written 1609 [May(?)] (Annals)
tragicomedy · King's Men · Globe
T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation typicality 0.81 · 544 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.

WEll over ta'en my Lord. Noble friend welcome, and see who encounters us, honourable good Clerimon. My good Lord Lion, most happily met worthy Traefilme, Come gallants, what's the news, the season affords us variety, the novelists of our time runs on heaps, to glut their itching ears with airy sounds, trotting toth' burse; and in the Temple walk with greater zeal to hear a novall lie, than a pious anthem tho chanted by Cherubins. True Sir: and holds set counsels, to vent their brain sick opinions with presagements what all states shall design. That's as their intelligence serves. And that shall serve as long as invention lasts, there dreams they relate, as spoke from Oracles, or if the gods should hold a synod, and make them their secretaries, they will divine and prophesy too: but come and speak your thoughts of the intended marriage with the Spanish Prince, He is come you see, and bravely entertained. He is so, but not married yet. But like to be, and shall have in dowry with the Princess this Kingdom of Sicily. Soft and fair, there is more will forbid the banns, then say amen to the marriage: though the King usurped the Kingdom, during the nonage of the Prince Phylaster, he must not think to bereave him of it quite; he is now come to years to claim the Crown. And lose his head in' the asking. A diadem worn by a headless King would be wondrous, Phylaster is too weak in power. He hath many friends. And few helpers. The people love him. I grant it, that the King knows too well, And makes this Contract to make his faction strong: What's a giddy-headed multitude, That's not Disciplined nor trained up in Arms, To be trusted unto? No, he that will Bandy for a Monarchy, must provide Brave martial troops with resolution armed, To stand the shock of bloody doubtful war, Not daunted though disastrous Fate doth frown, And spit all spiteful fury in their face: Defying horror in her ugliest form, And grows more valiant, the more danger threats; Or let lean famine her affliction send, Whose pining plagues a second hell doth bring, they'll hold their courage in her height of spleen, Till valour win plenty to supply them, What think ye, would yer feast-hunting Citizens Endure this? No sir, a fair march a mile out of town that their wives may bring them their dinners, is the hottest service that they are trained up to. I could wish their experience answered their loves, Then should the much too much wronged Phylaster, Possess his right in spite of Don and the devil. My heart is with your wishes. And so is mine, And so should all that loves their true born Prince, Then let us join our Forces with our minds, In what's our power to right this wronged Lord, And watch advantage as best may fit the time To stir the murmuring people up, Who is already possessed with his wrongs, And easily would in rebellion rise, Which full well the King doth both know and fear, But first our service we'll proffer to the Prince, And set our projects as he accepts of us; But hushed, the King is coming.
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PlayPhilaster, or Love Lies a-Bleeding
AuthorBeaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John
Publication year (edition)1620
First performance / composition (Annals)1609 [May(?)]
First performance (BritDrama)1609 [1608-1610]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
TheaterGlobe;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragicomedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 815 · TCP A06343 · DEEP 678
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 0–62 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 1 of 40 in this edition
Length544 words · 711 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T14 — Royal love, favour and dynastic relationships cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.806 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T14 · seed 44: T9 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
WEll ore tane my Lord. Noble friend welcome, and see who encounters vs, honourable good Clerimon. My good Lord Lyon, most happily met worthy Traefilme, Come gallants, whats the newcs, the season affoords vs variety, the nouilsts of our time runnes on heapes, to glut their itching eares with airie sounds, trotting to'th burse; and in the Temple walke with greater zeale to heare a nouall lye, then a pyous Anthum tho chanted by Cherubins. True Sir: and holds set counsels, to vent their braine sicke opinions with presagements what all states shall designe. Thats as their intelligence serues. And that shall serue as long as inuention lastes, there dreames they relate, as spoke from Oracles, or if the gods should hold a synod, and make them their secritaries, they will diuine and prophecie too: but come and speake your thoughts of the intended marriage with the Spanish Prince, He is come you see, and brauely entertainde. Hee is so, but not married yet. But like to be, and shall haue in dowry with the Princesse this Kingdome of Cycele. Soft and faire, there is more will forbid the baines, then say amen to the marriage: though the King vsurped the Kingdome, during the non-age of the Prince Phylaster, hee must not thinke to bereaue him of it quite; hee is now come to yeares to claime the Crowne. And lose his headi' the askin.g. A diadem worn by a headlesse King wold be wonderous, Phylaster is too weake in power. He hath many friends. And few helpers. The people loue him. I grant it, that the King knowes too well, And makes this Contract to make his faction strong: Whats a giddy-headed multitude, That's not Disciplinde nor trainde vp in Armes, To be trusted vnto? No, he that will Bandy for a Monarchie, must prouide Braue marshall troopes with resolution armde, To stand the shock of bloudy doubtfull warre, Not danted though disastrous Fate doth frowne, And spit all spightfull fury in their face: Defying horror in her vgliest forme, And growes more valiant, the more danger threats; Or let leane famine her affliction send, Whose pining plagues a second hel doth bring, Thei'le hold their courage in her height of spleene, Till valour win plenty to supply them, What thinke ye, would yer feast-hunting Citizens Indure this? No sir, a faire march a mile out of town that their wiues may bring them their dinners, is the hottest seruice that they are trained vp to. I could wish their experience answered their loues, Then should the much too much wrongd Phylaster, Possesse his right in spight of Don and the diuell. My heart is with your wishes. And so is mine, And so should all that loues their true borne Prince, Then let vs ioyne our Forces with our mindes, In whats our power to right this wronged Lord, And watch aduantage as best may fit the time To stir the murmuring people vp, Who is already possest with his wrongs, And easily would in rebellion rise, Which full well the King doth both know and feare, But first our seruice wee'le proffer to the Prince, And set our proiects as he accepts ofvs; But husht, the King is comming.