Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Interlude of Vice (Orestes) · chunk 10 of 24

Pickering, John · published 1567 · first performed or written 1567 (Annals)
tragedy
unassigned nearest T17 Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and so · 511 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T17: tamburlaine, persian, cyrus, king, mahomet, arms, mighty, assyrian, thousand, army.

Oh sovereign lord methinks I hear, him for to be at hand if'ft please your grace, he is in sight, even now with all his band. Come on Horestes we have stayed, your monster for to see. And now at hand my men and I, all ready armed be. Lo mighty king this champions here, agree with me to wend Oh gracious king that they shall so, wilt please you condescended I do agree and now a while, give ear your king unto, It doth behoof courageous knights, on this wise for to do. That is to strive for to obtain, the victory and praise, That lasts for aye, when death shall end, that find of these our days Wherefore be bold, & fear no fate, the gods for you shall fight For they be just and will not see, that you in case of right. Shall be distressed wherefore attend, and do your busy pain, The crabbed rage of enemy, by force for to restrain? And as to me your trustiness, hath here to fore be known, So now to this Horestes here, let eke the same be shown. Be to his hests obedient, be stout to take in hand, Such enterprise which he shall think, most for his state to stand Which if you do the same is yours, the glory and renown, That shall arise of this your facts, throughout the world shall sound The which you may I pray the gods, your guides here in to be And now farewell but not that well, that I have said to ye. The gods preserve your grace for aye, & you defend from woe. That we have done as you command, full well your grace shall know Now hark Horestes sith thou must, of men the guider be, And that the will of gods it is, thou must now part from me. Take yet my last commandment, & bear it in thy mind, Let now they men courageousness, in the their captain find And as thou art courageous, so like wise let their be, For safeguard of thy men a brain, well fraught with policy. For over rash in doing aught, doth often damage bring, Therefore take council first before, thou dost any thing. For council as Plato doth tell, is sure a heavenly thing. And Socrates a certainty doth say, council doth bring. Of things in doubt for Lyuy says, no man shall him repent, That hath before he worked aught, his time in council spent And be thou liberal to thy men, and gentle be also, For the way at thy will thou mayst, have them through fire to go And he that shall at any time, deserve aught well of thee, suffer him not for to depart, till well reward he be. Thus have you hard horestes mine, remember well the same In doing thus you shall purchase, to the immortal fame. The which I hope you will assay, for to achieve in deed, The gods the bliss when in the war, thou forward shalt proceed.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Interlude of Vice (Orestes)
AuthorPickering, John
Publication year (edition)1567
First performance / composition (Annals)1567
First performance (BritDrama)1567 [1559-1567]
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 85 · TCP A09651 · DEEP 74
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 451–494 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 10 of 24 in this edition
Length511 words · 631 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T17 — Eastern conquest: Persians, Turks and soldans at 0.720
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)
Oh ſoferayne lord me thinkes I here, him for to be at hand yft pleaſe your grace, he is in ſight, euen now withal his band. Com on Horeſtes we haue ſtayd, your monſter for to ſe. And now at hand my men and I, all redy armed be. Lo mighty king this champions here, agre with me to wende Oh gracious king that they ſhall ſo, wylt pleaſe you cōdiſſend I do agrée and now a whyle, giue eare your king vnto, It doth behoufe corragious knightes, on this wyſe for to do. That is to ſtryue for to obtayne, the victorey and prayſe, That laſts for aye, when death ſhal end, yt find of theſe our dais Wherefore be bold, & feare no fate, the gods for you ſhall fight For they be iuſt and will not ſe, that you in caſe of right. Shall be deſſtreſt wherefore attend, and do your buſey payne, The crabyd rage of enymyſe, by forſe for to reſtrayne? And as to me your truſteynes, hath here to fore be knowne, So now to this Horeſtes here, let eke the ſame be ſhowne. Be to his heaſtes obaydient, be ſtoute to take in hand, Such enterpryſe which he ſhal thinke, moſt for his ſtate to ſtād Which if you do the ſame is youres, the glorey and renoune, That ſhal ariſe of this your facts, throughout ye world ſhal ſoūd The which you may I pray the godes, your gydes here in to be And now farwell but not that well, that I haue ſayde to ye. The godes preſarue your grace for aye, & you defend from wo. That we haue don as you cōmaūd, ful wel your grace ſhal kno Now harke Horeſtes ſith thou muſt, of men the gyder be, And that the wyll of godes it is, thou muſt now part from me. Take yet my laſt commaundement, & beare it in thy minde, Let now they men courragiouſnes, in the their captayne finde And as thou art courragious, ſo lyke wyſe let their be, For ſafegard of thy men a brayne, well fraught with pollicye. For ouer raſhe in doinge ought, doth often damage bringe, Therfore take councell firſt before, thou doſt anye thinge. For councell as Plaato doth tell, is ſure a heauenly thinge. And Socrates a certaynte doth ſay, councell doth brynge. Of thinges in dout for Lyuy ſayes, no man ſhall him repent, That hath before he worked ought, his tyme in councell ſpent And be thou lybraull to thy men, and gentell be alſo, For ye way at thy wil thou mayſt, haue them through fire to go And he that ſhall at any tyme, deſerue ought well of the, Soffer him not for to depart, tyll well reward he be. Thus haue you hard horeſtes mine, remembar well the ſame In doing thus you ſhall pourchas, to the immortaull fame. The which I hope you wyll aſſaye, for to atchife in dede, The gods the blis when in ye war, thou forward ſhalt procede.