Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Winter's Tale · chunk 40 of 50

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals)
romance · King's Men
unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 489 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.

Why Sir? The King is not at the Palace, he is gone aboard a new Ship, to purge Melancholy, and air himself: for if thou be'st capable of things serious, thou must know the King is full of grief. So 'tis said (Sir:) about his Son, that should have married a Shepherd's Daughter. If that Shepherd be not in handfast, let him fly; the Curses he shall have, the Tortures he shall feel, will break the back of Man, the heart of Monster. Think you so, Sir? Not he alone shall suffer what Wit can make heavy, and Vengeance bitter; but those that are jermaine to him (though removed fifty times) shall all come under the Hangman: which, though it be great pity, yet it is necessary. An old Sheepe-whistiing Rogue, a Ram-tender, to offer to have his Daughter come into grace? Some say he shall be stoned: but that death is too soft for him (say I:) Draw our Throne into a Sheep-Coat? all deaths are too few, the sharpest too easy. Has the old-man ere a Son Sir (do you hear) and't like you, Sir? He has a Son: who shall be flayed alive, than ' anointed over with Honey, set on the head of a Wasp's Nest, then stand till he be three quarters and a dram dead: then recovered again with Aquavite, or some other hot Infusion: then, raw as he is (and in the hottest day Prognostication proclaims) shall he be set against a Brickwall, (the Sun looking with a southward eye upon him; where he is to behold him, with Flies blown to death.) But what talk we of these Traitorly-Rascals, whose miseries are to be smiled at, their offences being so capital? Tell me (for you seem to be honest plain men) what you have to the King: being something gently considered, I'll bring you where he is aboard, tender your persons to his presence, whisper him in your behalfs; and if it be in man, besides the King, to effect your Suits, here is man shall do it. He seems to be of great authority: close with him, give him Gold; and though Authority be a stubborn Beare, yet he is oft led by the Nose with Gold: show the inside of your Purse to the outside of his hand, and no more ado. Remember ston'd, and stayed alive. an't please you (Sir) to undertake the Business for us, here is that Gold I have: I'll make it as much more, and leave this young man in pawn, till I bring it you. After I hate done what I promised? I Sir. Well, give me the moiety: Are you a party in this Business? In some sort, Sir: but though my case be a pitiful one, I hope I shall not be flayd out of it. Oh, that's the case of the Shepherd's Son: hang him, he'll be made an example.
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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 2228–2242 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 40 of 50 in this edition
Length489 words · 651 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T53 — The crown: kingship claimed, resigned and seized at 0.820
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)
Why Sir? The King is not at the Pallace, he is gone aboord a new Ship, to purge Melancholy, and ayre himſelfe: for if thou bee'ſt capable of things ſerious, thou muſt know the King is full of griefe. So 'tis ſaid (Sir:) about his Sonne, that ſhould haue marryed a Shepheards Daughter. If that Shepheard be not in hand-faſt, let him flye; the Curſes he ſhall haue, the Tortures he ſhall feele, will breake the back of Man, the heart of Monſter. Thinke you ſo, Sir? Not hee alone ſhall ſuffer what Wit can make heauie, and Vengeance bitter; but thoſe that are Iermaine to him (though remou'd fiftie times) ſhall all come vnder the Hang-man: which, though it be great pitty, yet it is neceſſarie. An old Sheepe-whiſtiing Rogue, a Ram-tender, to offer to haue his Daughter come into grace? Some ſay hee ſhall be ſton'd: but that death is too ſoft for him (ſay I:) Draw our Throne into a Sheep-Coat? all deaths are too few, the ſharpeſt too eaſie. Ha's the old-man ere a Sonne Sir (doe you heare) and't like you, Sir? Hee ha's a Sonne: who ſhall be flayd aliue, then 'noynted ouer with Honey, ſet on the head of a Waſpes Neſt, then ſtand till he be three quarters and a dram dead: then recouer'd againe with Aquavite, or ſome other hot Infuſion: then, raw as he is (and in the hoteſt day Prognoſtication proclaymes) ſhall he be ſet againſt a Brick-wall, (the Sunne looking with a South-ward eye vpon him; where hee is to behold him, with Flyes blown to death.) But what talke we of theſe Traitorly-Raſcals, whoſe miſeries are to be ſmil'd at, their offences being ſo capitall? Tell me (for you ſeeme to be honeſt plaine men) what you haue to the King: being ſomething gently conſider'd, Ile bring you where he is aboord, tender your perſons to his preſence, whiſper him in your behalfes; and if it be in man, beſides the King, to effect your Suites, here is man ſhall doe it. He ſeemes to be of great authoritie: cloſe with him, giue him Gold; and though Authoritie be a ſtubborne Bere, yet hee is oft led by the Noſe with Gold: ſhew the in-ſide of your Purſe to the out-ſide of his hand, and no more adoe. Remember on'd, and ſtay'd aliue. And't pleaſe you (Sir) to vndertake the Buſineſſe for vs, here is that Gold I haue: Ile make it as much more, and leaue this young man in pawne, till I bring it you. After I hate done what I promiſed? I Sir. Well, giue me the Mo: Are you a partie in this Buſineſſe? In ſoe ſrt, Sir: but though my caſe be a pittifull one, I hope I ſhall not ſ d out o it. Oh, that's the caſe the Shepheards Sonne: hang him, hee'le be ma a exle.