Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Twelfth Night, or What You Will · chunk 39 of 39

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1601 [1601-1602] (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 469 words

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Alas Maluolio, this is not my writing, Though I confess much like the Character: But out of question, 'tis Maria's hand. And now I do bethink me, it was she First told me thou wast mad; then cam'st in smiling, And in such forms, which here were presupposed Upon thee in the Letter: prithee be content, This practice hath most shrewdly passed upon thee: But when we know the grounds, and authors of it, Thou shalt be both the Plaintiff and the judge Of thine own cause. Good Madam hear me speak, And let no quarrel, nor no brawl to come, Taint the condition of this present hour, Which I have wondered at. In hope it shall not, Most freely I confess myself, and Toby Set this device against Maluolio here, Upon some stubborn and uncourteous parts We had conceived against him. Maria writ The Letter, at sir Tobyes' great importance, In recompense whereof, he hath married her: How with a sportful malice it was followed, May rather pluck on laughter than revenge, If that the injuries be justly weighed, That have on both sides past. Alas poor Fool, how have they baffled thee? Why some are borne great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon them. I was one sir, in this Interlude, one sir Topas sir, but that's all one: By the Lord Fool, I am not mad: but do you remember, Madam, why laugh you at such a barren rascal, and you smile not he's gagged: and thus the whirlegigge of time, brings in his revenges. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you? He hath been most notoriously abused. Pursue him, and entreat him to a peace: He hath not told us of the Captain yet, When that is known, and golden time convents A solemn Combination shall be made Of our dear souls. Mean time sweet sister, We will not part from hence. Cesaerio come (For so you shall be while you are a man:) But when in other habits you are seen, Orsino's Mistress, and his fancy's Queen. When that I was and a little tine boy, with hay, ho, the wind and the rain: A foolish thing was but a toy, for the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, with hay ho, etc. 'Gainst Knaves and thieves men shut their gate, for the rain, etc. But when I came alas to wine, with hay ho, etc. By swaggering could I never thrive, for the rain, etc. But when I came unto my beds, with hay ho, etc. With tospottes still had drunken heads, for the rain, etc. A great while ago the world begun, hay ho, etc. But that's all one, our Play is done, and we'll strive to please you every day.
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PlayTwelfth Night, or What You Will
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1601 [1601-1602]
First performance (BritDrama)1601 [1600-1602]
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 872 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.13
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1613–1660 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 39 of 39 in this edition
Length469 words · 637 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T23 — Husbands, wives and jealousy at 0.747
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)
Alas Maluolio, this is not my writing, Though I confeſſe much like the Charracter: But out of queſtion, tis Marias hand. And now I do bethinke me, it was ſhee Firſt told me thou waſt mad; then cam'ſt in ſmiling, And in ſuch formes, which heere were preſuppos'd Vpon thee in the Letter: prethee be content, This practice hath moſt ſhrewdly paſt vpon thee: But when we know the grounds, and authors of it, Thou ſhalt be both the Plaintiffe and the Iudge Of thine owne cauſe. Good Madam heare me ſpeake, And let no quarrell, nor no braule to come, Taint the condition of this preſent houre, Which I haue wondred at. In hope it ſhall not, Moſt freely I confeſſe my ſelfe, and Toby Set this deuice againſt Maluolio heere, Vpon ſome ſtubborne and vncourteous parts We had conceiu'd againſt him. Maria writ The Letter, at ſir Tobyes great importance, In recompence whereof, he hath married her: How with a ſportfull malice it was follow'd, May rather plucke on laughter then reuenge, If that the iniuries be iuſtly weigh'd, That haue on both ſides paſt. Alas poore Foole, how haue they baffel'd thee? Why ſome are borne great, ſome atchieue greatneſſe, and ſome haue greatneſſe throwne vpon them. I was one ſir, in this Enterlude, one ſir Topas ſir, but that's all one: By the Lotd Foole, I am not mad: but do you remember, Madam, why laugh you at ſuch a barren raſcall, and you ſmile not he's gag'd: and thus the whirlegigge of time, brings in his reuenges. Ile be reueng'd on the whole packe of you? He hath bene moſt notoriouſly abus'd. Purſue him, and entreate him to a peace: He hath not told vs of the Captaine yet, When that is knowne, and golden time conuents A ſolemne Combination ſhall be made Of our deere ſoules. Meane time ſweet ſiſter, We will not part from hence. Ceſaerio come (For ſo you ſhall be while you are a man:) But when in other habites you are ſeene, Orſino's Miſtris, and his fancies Queene. When that I was and a little tine boy, with hey, ho, the winde and the raine: A fooliſh thing was but a toy, for the raine it raineth euery day. But when I came to mans eſtate, with hey ho, &c. Gainſt Knaues and Theeues men ſhut their gate, for the raine, &c. But when I came alas to wine, with hey ho, &c. By ſwaggering could I neuer thriue, for the raine, &c. But when I came vnto my beds, with hey ho▪ &c. With toſpottes ſtill had drunken heades, for the raine, &c. A great while ago the world begon, hey ho, &c. But that's all one, our Play is done, and wee'l ſtriue to pleaſe you euery day.