Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

All's Well That Ends Well · chunk 4 of 46

Shakespeare, William / Middleton, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1603 [1603-1604] (Annals)
tragicomedy · King's Men
T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.76 · 487 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.

That wishing well had not a body in't, Which might be felt, that we the poorer borne, Whose base stars do shut us up in wishes, Might with effects of them follow our friends, And show what we alone must think, which never Returns us thankes. Monsieur Parrolles, My Lord calls for you. Little Helen farewell, if I can remember thee, I will think of thee at Court. Monsieur Parolles, you were borne under a charitable star. Under Mars I. I especially think, under Mars. Why under Mars? The wars hath so kept you under, that you must needs be borne under Mars. When he was predominant. When he was retrograde I think rather. Why think you so? You go so much backward when you fight. That's for advantage. So is running away, When fear proposes the safety: But the composition that your valour and fear makes in you, is a virtue of a good wing, and I like the wear well. I am so full of businesses, I cannot answer thee acutely: I will return perfect Courtier, in the which my instruction shall serve to naturalise thee, so thou wilt be capable of a Courtier's council, and understand what advice shall thrust upon thee, else thou diest in thine unthankfulness, and thine ignorance makes thee away, farewell: When thou hast leisure, say thy prayers: when thou hast none, remember thy Friends: Get thee a good husband, and use him as he uses thee: So farewell. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky Gives us free scope, only doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull. What power is it, which mounts my love so high, That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye? The mightiest space in fortune, Nature brings To join like, likes; and kiss like native things. Impossible be strange attempts to those That weigh their pains in sense, and do suppose What hath been, cannot be. Who ever strove To show her merit, that did miss her love? (The King's disease) my project may deceive me, But my intents are fixed, and will not leave me. The Florentines and Senoyss are by th' ears, Have fought with equal fortune, and continue A braving war. So 'tis reported sir. Nay 'tis most credible, we here receive it, A certainty vouched from our Cousin Austria, With caution, that the Florentine will move us For speedy aid: wherein our dearest friend Preiudicates the business, and would seem To have us make denial. His love and wisdom Approved so to your Majesty, may plead For amplest credence. He hath armed our answer, And Florence is denied before he comes: Yet for our Gentlemen that mean to see The Tuscan service, freely have they leave To stand on either part. It well may serve A nursserie to our Gentry, who are sick For breathing, and exploit.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayAll's Well That Ends Well
AuthorShakespeare, William / Middleton, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1603 [1603-1604]
First performance (BritDrama)1605 [c.1601-1608]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Genre (British Drama)tragicomedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 870 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.12
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 96–153 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 4 of 46 in this edition
Length487 words · 630 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.761 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T0 · seed 44: T0 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
That wiſhing well had not a body in't, Which might be felt, that we the poorer borne, Whoſe baſer ſtarres do ſhut vs vp in wiſhes, Might vvith effects of them follow our friends, And ſhew what vve alone muſt thinke, which neuer Returnes vs thankes. Monſieur Parrolles, My Lord cals for you. Little Hellen farewell, if I can remember thee, I will thinke of thee at Court. Monſieur Parolles, you were borne vnder a charitable ſtarre. Vnder Mars I. I eſpecially thinke, vnder Mars. Why vnder Mars? The warres hath ſo kept you vnder, that you muſt needes be borne vnder Mars. When he was predominant. When he was retrograde I thinke rather. Why thinke you ſo? You go ſo much backward when you fight. That's for aduantage. So is running away, When feare propoſes the ſafetie: But the compoſition that your valour and feare makes in you, is a vertue of a good wing, and I like the weare well. I am ſo full of buſineſſes, I cannot anſwere thee acutely: I will returne perfect Courtier, in the which my inſtruction ſhall ſerue to naturalize thee, ſo thou wilt be capeable of a Courtiers councell, and vnderſtand what aduice ſhall thruſt vppon thee, elſe thou dieſt in thine vnthankfulnes, and thine ignorance makes thee away, farewell: When thou haſt leyſure, ſay thy praiers: when thou haſt none, remember thy Friends: Get thee a good husband, and vſe him as he vſes thee: So farewell. Our remedies oft in our ſelues do lye, Which we aſcribe to heauen: the fated skye Giues vs free ſcope, onely doth backward pull Our ſlow deſignes, when we our ſelues are dull. What power is it, which mounts my loue ſo hye, That makes me ſee, and cannot feede mine eye? The mightieſt ſpace in fortune, Nature brings To ioyne like, likes; and kiſſe like natiue things. Impoſſible be ſtrange attempts to thoſe That weigh their paines in ſence, and do ſuppoſe What hath beene, cannot be. Who euer ſtroue To ſhew her merit, that did miſſe her loue? (The Kings diſeaſe) my proiect may deceiue me, But my intents are fixt, and will not leaue me. The Florentines and Senoys are by th' eares, Haue fought with equall fortune, and continue A brauing warre. So tis reported ſir. Nay tis moſt credible, we heere receiue it, A certaintie vouch'd from our Coſin Auſtria, With caution, that the Florentine will moue vs For ſpeedie ayde: wherein our deereſt friend Preiudicates the buſineſſe, and would ſeeme To haue vs make deniall. His loue and wiſedome Approu'd ſo to your Maieſty, may pleade For ampleſt credence. He hath arm'd our anſwer, And Florence is deni'de before he comes: Yet for our Gentlemen that meane to ſee The Tuſcan ſeruice, freely haue they leaue To ſtand on either part. It well may ſerue A nurſſerie to our Gentrie, who are ſicke For breathing, and exploit.