Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Julius Caesar · chunk 28 of 39

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 [1598-1599] (Annals)
tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T52 Prodigals, portions and poor kin · 494 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T52: brother, father, uncle, cousin, son, poor, bread, old, given, master.

These many then shall die, their names are pricked Your Brother too must dye: consent you Lepidus? I do consent. Prick him down Antony. Upon condition Publius shall not live, Who is your Sister's son, Mark Antony. He shall not live; look, with a spot I damn him. But Lepidus, go you to Caesar's house: Fetch the Will hither, and we shall determine How to cut off some charge in Legacies. What? shall I find you here? Or here, or at the Capitol. This is a slight meritable man, Meet to be sent on Errands: is it fit The threefold World divided, he should stand One of the three to share it? So you thought him, And took his voice who should be pricked to dye In our black Sentence and Proscription. Octavius, I have seen more days than you, And though we lay these Honours on this man, To ease ourselves of diverse slanderous loads, He shall but bear them, as the Ass bears Gold, To groan and sweat under the Business, Either led or driven, as we point the way: And having brought our Treasure, where we will, Then take we down his Load, and turn him off (Like to the empty Ass) to shake his ears, And graze in Commons. You may do your will: But he's a tried, and valiant Soldier. So is my Horse Octavius, and for that I do appoint him store of Provender. It is a Creature that I teach to fight, To wind, to stop, to run directly on: His corporal Motion, governed by my Spirit, And in some taste, is Lepidus but so: He must be taught, and trained, and bid go forth: A barren spirited Fellow; one that feeds On Objects, Arts, and Imitations. Which out of use, and stal'de by other men Begin his fashion. Do not talk of him, But as a property: and now Octavius, Listen great things. Brutus and Cassius Are levying Powers; We must strait make head: Therefore let our Alliance be combined. Our best Friends made, our means stretched, And let us presently go sit in Council, How covert matters may be best disclosed, And open Perils surest answered. Let us do so: for we are at the stake, And bayed about with many Enemies, And some that smile have in their hearts I fear Millions of Mischiefs. Stand ho. Give the word ho, and Stand. What now Lucillius, is Cassius near? He is at hand, and Pindarus is come To do you salutation from his Master. He greets me well. Your Master Pindarus In his own change, or by ill Officers, Hath given me some worthy cause to wish Things done, undone: But if he be at hand I shall be satisfied. I do not doubt But that my Noble Master will appear Such as he is, full of regard, and Honour. He is not doubted. A word Lucillius How he received you: let me be resolved.
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PlayJulius Caesar
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1599 [1598-1599]
First performance (BritDrama)1599 [Aug-Sep]
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 886 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.30
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1673–1741 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 28 of 39 in this edition
Length494 words · 652 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T52 — Prodigals, portions and poor kin at 0.789
Other seedsseed 43: T52 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Theſe many then ſhall die, their names are prickt Your Brother too muſt dye: conſent you Lepidus? I do conſent. Pricke him downe Antony. Vpon condition Publius ſhall not liue, Who is your Siſters ſonne, Marke Antony. He ſhall not liue; looke, with a ſpot I dam him. But Lepidus, go you to Caeſars houſe: Fetch the Will hither, and we ſhall determine How to cut off ſome charge in Legacies. What? ſhall I finde you heere? Or heere, or at the Capitoll. This is a ſlight vnmeritable man, Meet to be ſent on Errands: is it fit The three-fold World diuided, he ſhould ſtand One of the three to ſhare it? So you thought him, And tooke his voyce who ſhould be prickt to dye In our blacke Sentence and Proſcription. Octauius, I haue ſeene more dayes then you, And though we lay theſe Honours on this man, To eaſe our ſelues of diuers ſland'rous loads, He ſhall but beare them, as the Aſſe beares Gold, To groane and ſwet vnder the Buſineſſe, Either led or driuen, as we point the way: And hauing brought our Treaſure, where we will, Then take we downe his Load, and turne him off (Like to the empty Aſſe) to ſhake his eares, And graze in Commons. You may do your will: But hee's a tried, and valiant Souldier. So is my Horſe Octauius, and for that I do appoint him ſtore of Prouender. It is a Creature that I teach to fight, To winde, to ſtop, to run directly on: His corporall Motion, gouern'd by my Spirit, And in ſome taſte, is Lepidus but ſo: He muſt be taught, and train'd, and bid go forth: A barren ſpirited Fellow; one that feeds On Obiects, Arts, and Imitations. Which out of vſe, and ſtal'de by other men Begin his faſhion. Do not talke of him, But as a property: and now Octauius, Liſten great things. Brutus and Caſſius Are leuying Powers; We muſt ſtraight make head: Therefore let our Alliance be combin'd. Our beſt Friends made, our meanes ſtretcht, And let vs preſently go ſit in Councell, How couert matters may be beſt diſclos'd, And open Perils ſureſt anſwered. Let vs do ſo: for we are at the ſtake, And bayed about with many Enemies, And ſome that ſmile haue in their hearts I feare Millions of Miſcheefes. Stand ho. Giue the word ho, and Stand. What now Lucillius, is Caſſius neere? He is at hand, and Pindarus is come To do you ſalutation from his Maſter. He greets me well. Your Maſter Pindarus In his owne change, or by ill Officers, Hath giuen me ſome worthy cauſe to wiſh Things done, vndone: But if he be at hand I ſhall be ſatisfied. I do not doubt But that my Noble Maſter will appeare Such as he is, full of regard, and Honour. He is not doubted. A word Lucillius How he receiu'd you: let me be reſolu'd.