Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Winter's Tale · chunk 13 of 50

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals)
romance · King's Men
unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 512 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.

The Keeper of the prison, call to him: Let him have knowledge who I am. Good Lady, No Court in Europe is too good for thee, What dost thou then in prison? Now good Sir, You know me, do you not? For a worthy Lady, And one, who much I honour. Pray you then, Conduct me to the Queen. I may not (Madam) To the contrary I have express commandment. Here's ado, to lock up honesty & honour from Th' access of gentle visitors. Is't lawful pray you To see her Women? Any of them? Emilia? So please you (Madam) To put apart these your attendants, I Shall bring Emilia forth. I pray now call her: Withdraw yourselves. And Madam, I must be present at your Conference. Well: be't so: prithee. here's such ado, to make no stain, a stain, As passes colouring. Dear Gentlewoman, How fares our gracious Lady? As well as one so great, and so forlorn May hold together: On her frights, and griefs (Which never tender Lady hath borne greater) She is, something before her time, delivered. A boy? A daughter, and a goodly babe, Lusty, and like to live: the Queen receives Much comfort in't: Says, my poor prisoner, I am innocent as you, I dare be sworn: These dangerous, unsafe Lunes i' th' King, beshrew them: He must be told on't, and he shall: the office Becomes a woman best. I'll take't upon me, If I prove hony-mouthed, let my tongue blister. And never to my red-looked Anger be The Trumpet any more: pray you (Emilia) Commend my best obedience to the Queen, If she dares trust me with her little babe, I'll show't the King, and undertake to be Her Advocate to th' loudest. We do not know How he may soften at the sight o' th' Child: The silence often of pure innocence Persuades, when speaking fails. Most worthy Madam, your honour, and your goodness is so evident, That your free undertaking cannot miss A thriving issue: there is no Lady living So meet for this great errand; please your Ladyship To visit the next room, I'll presently Acquaint the Queen of your most noble offer, Who, but to day hammered of this design, But durst not tempt a minister of honour Lest she should be denied. Tell her (Emilia) I'll use that tongue I have: If wit flow from't As boldness from my bosom, lead not be doubted I shall do good. Now be you blessed for it. I'll to the Queen: please you come something nearer. Madam, if't please the Queen to send the babe, I know not what I shall incur, to pass it, Having no warrant. You need not fear it (sir) This Child was prisoner to the womb, and is By Law and process of great Nature, thence Freed, and enfranchised, not a party to The anger of the King, nor guilty of (If any be) the trespass of the Queen. I do believe it. Do not you fear: upon mine honour, I Will stand betwixt you, and danger.
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PlayThe Winter's Tale
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1610 [c.1610-1611]
First performance (BritDrama)1611
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Genre (British Drama)romance
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 874 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.14
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 776–851 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 13 of 50 in this edition
Length512 words · 703 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T48 — Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy at 0.784
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)
The Keeper of the priſon, call to him: Let him haue knowledge who I am. Good Lady, No Court in Europe is too good for thee, What doſt thou then in priſon? Now good Sir, You know me, do you not? For a worthy Lady, And one, who much I honour. Pray you then, Conduct me to the Queene. I may not (Madam) To the contrary I haue expreſſe commandment. Here's a-do, to locke vp honeſty & honour from Th' acceſſe of gentle viſitors. Is't lawfull pray you To ſee her Women? Any of them? Emilia? So pleaſe you (Madam) To put a-part theſe your attendants, I Shall bring Emilia forth. I pray now call her: With-draw your ſelues. And Madam, I muſt be preſent at your Conference. Well: be't ſo: prethee. Heere's ſuch a-doe, to make no ſtaine, a ſtaine, As paſſes colouring. Deare Gentlewoman, How fares our gracious Lady? As well as one ſo great, and ſo forlorne May hold together: On her frights, and greefes (Which neuer tender Lady hath borne greater) She is, ſomething before her time, deliuer'd. A boy? A daughter, and a goodly babe, Luſty, and like to liue: the Queene receiues Much comfort in't: Sayes, my poore priſoner, I am innocent as you, I dare be ſworne: Theſe dangerous, vnſafe Lunes i' th' King, beſhrew them: He muſt be told on't, and he ſhall: the office Becomes a woman beſt. Ile take't vpon me, If I proue hony-mouth'd, let my tongue bliſter. And neuer to my red-look'd Anger bee The Trumpet any more: pray you (Emilia) Commend my beſt obedience to the Queene, If ſhe dares truſt me with her little babe, I'le ſhew't the King, and vndertake to bee Her Aduocate to th' lowd'ſt. We do not know How he may ſoften at the ſight o' th' Childe: The ſilence often of pure innocence Perſwades, when ſpeaking failes. Moſt worthy Madam, your honor, and your goodneſſe is ſo euident, That your free vndertaking cannot miſſe A thriuing yſſue: there is no Lady liuing So meete for this great errand; pleaſe your Ladiſhip To viſit the next roome, Ile preſently Acquaint the Queene of your moſt noble offer, Who, but to day hammered of this deſigne, But durſt not tempt a miniſter of honour Leaſt ſhe ſhould be deny'd. Tell her (Emilia) Ile vſe that tongue I haue: If wit flow from't As boldneſſe from my boſome, le't not be doubted I ſhall do good. Now be you bleſt for it. Ile to the Queene: pleaſe you come ſomething neerer. Madam, if't pleaſe the Queene to ſend the babe, I know not what I ſhall incurre, to paſſe it, Hauing no warrant. You neede not feare it (ſir) This Childe was priſoner to the wombe, and is By Law and proceſſe of great Nature, thence Free'd, and enfranchis'd, not a partie to The anger of the King, nor guilty of (If any be) the treſpaſſe of the Queene. I do beleeue it. Do not you feare: vpon mine honor, I Will ſtand betwixt you, and danger.