Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

AEETES

in The Brazen Age (The Age of Brass) — Heywood, Thomas

Metadata

PlayThe Brazen Age (The Age of Brass)
AuthorHeywood, Thomas
Year (catalogued)1613
First performance1611
Decade1610s
GenreClassical Myth
Play typeAdult Professional
CompanyQueen Anne's Men
Speech prefix(es)Oetes.
Words564
Characters3130
Typicality0.23 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA03189
BritDrama no.1653
ClusterCluster 6 — Battlefield messengers & soldiers

Important excerpts

Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 6 (armies, fleece, pestle, wonted, pikes, thundering…). Matches are highlighted.

may we glory above other kings Being (by our birth) descended from the Gods? Our wealth renowned through the world tripartite, Most in the riches of the golden fleece, And not the least of all our happiness, Medea for her powerful magic skill, And Necromantic exorcisms admired, And dreaded through the Colchian territories. And
happiness, Medea for her powerful magic skill, And Necromantic exorcisms admired, And dreaded through the Colchian territories. And he that strives by purchase of this fleece, To weaken us, or shake our Royalty, Must taste the fury of these fiery fiends, The novel: speak. Whose their General? Usher them in, that we may know their quest
enwrap your seffe into these perils, Whence there is no euafion. Hercules. Princes, since you will needs attempt these dangers You shall; and if achieve the Golden Fleece Transport it where you please, mean time, this day Repose your selves, w l'e feast you in our Palace. To morrow morning with the rising Sun, Our golden prize shall
your selves, w l'e feast you in our Palace. To morrow morning with the rising Sun, Our golden prize shall be conserved or won. Upon the safeguard of this golden Fleece Colchos depends, and he that bears it hence Bears with it all our Fortune's; the Argonauts Have it in quest, if Lason escape our monsters I'll rather at some banquet
the Infernals. Discover them. That practice by your ruins; I'll prevent, And sooner then with that return to Greece, Your slaughtered bodies leave with this rich fleece. Enjoy it Jason, I admire thy worth, Which as it hath exceeded admiration, So must we needs applaud it. Noble gentlemen. Depart not Colchos, ere your worths and

Full speech

How may we glory above other kings Being (by our birth) descended from the Gods? Our wealth renowned through the world tripartite, Most in the riches of the golden fleece, And not the least of all our happiness, Medea for her powerful magic skill, And Necromantic exorcisms admired, And dreaded through the Colchian territories. And he that strives by purchase of this fleece, To weaken us, or shake our Royalty, Must taste the fury of these fiery fiends, The novel: speak. Whose their General? Usher them in, that we may know their quest And what adventure drew them to these shores. Princes, you aim at dangers more in proffe Then in report, which if you should behold In their true figure, would amaze your spirits: Yea, terifye the Gods; let me advise you, As one that knows their terror, to desist Ere you enwrap your seffe into these perils, Whence there is no euafion. Hercules. Princes, since you will needs attempt these dangers You shall; and if achieve the Golden Fleece Transport it where you please, mean time, this day Repose your selves, w l'e feast you in our Palace. To morrow morning with the rising Sun, Our golden prize shall be conserved or won. Upon the safeguard of this golden Fleece Colchos depends, and he that bears it hence Bears with it all our Fortune's; the Argonauts Have it in quest, if Lason escape our monsters I'll rather at some banquet poison him, And quaff to him his death, or in the night Set fire upon his Argoe, and in flames Consume the happy hope of his return, This purpose we, as we are Colchos King, Absyrtus where's your sister? When you next see her give to her this noate, The manner of our practice, her fell hand Cannot be missed in this, but it shall fallen Heavy on these that Colchos seeks to thrall. The hour draws nigh, the people throng on heaps, To this adventure in the field of Mars, And noble Jason armed with his good hield, Is up already and demands the field. Yet valiant Greek desist, I, though a stranger Pity thy youth, or if thou wilt persist So dreadful is the adventure thou persuest, That thou wilt think I shall unbowel hell, Macle the fiends, and make a passage Free for the Infernals. Discover them. That practice by your ruins; I'll prevent, And sooner then with that return to Greece, Your slaughtered bodies leave with this rich fleece. Enjoy it Jason, I admire thy worth, Which as it hath exceeded admiration, So must we needs applaud it. Noble gentlemen. Depart not Colchos, ere your worths and valour We with some rich and worthy gifts present. The conquest of our Bulls, and Dragons death, (Though we esteemed them) yet they sad us not, Since we behold the safety of this prince. Enter our palace, and your praise sound hie, Where you shall feast, (or all by treafon die.) Medea, we are robbed, despoiled, dishonoured, Our Fleece rap't hence, we must not suffer it, Since all our ominous Fortune's it includes, I am resolved Jason this night shall die. A strong guard I will select, and in the dead of night, When they are sunk in Leth , set upon them, And kill them in their beds. Jason then die, When he most Hope's for this rich Colchian prize.

Plot summary

Plot — The Brazen Age (The Age of Brass)
Hercules and the shape-changing Achelous fight for the hand of Dejanira; Achelous transforms himself into a series of monsters, but Hercules retains the upper hand, and Achelous concedes defeat after one of his bull’s horns is pulled off (later to become the cornucopia). Hercules takes Dejanira home, and en route they meet Nessus, the only survivor of Hercules’ massacre of the centaurs. Feigning friendship, the vindictive Nessus offers to carry Dejanira across the river on his back; but when he gets to the other side, he attempts to abduct her. Hercules shoots him and, dying, he tells Dejanira that his blood is a love-charm, which she should use on Hercules if he ever seems interested in another woman; in fact, it is poisonous. Hercules travels to Egypt, where King Busiris sacrifices foreigners, and kills him on his own altar, but refuses to accept his crown. During his absence, Diana, offended that King Oeneus has sacrificed to all the gods but her, sends a boar to ravage the Calydonian countryside. The lords of Greece gather to hunt the boar. One of them is Adonis, and Venus falls in love with him; he insists on hunting, the boar kills him, and she transforms him into a flower. Atalanta joins the hunt, and Meleager falls in love with her; when the boar is killed, he is awarded its head, but he offends his companions by presenting it to her. In the ensuing fight, Meleager kills his uncles. His mother Althea is torn between her duty to her brothers and to her son. Meleager’s life is in her power, for, when he was born, the Fates visited her, pointed out a brand in the fire, and foretold that the child would live until the brand was burnt up; she rescued it and has kept it safe ever since. Now she burns the brand, and he dies; in remorse, she kills herself with his sword. Hercules joins Jason and the Argonauts on their quest to retrieve the golden fleece from Colchis. On the way they stop off at Troy, where King Laomedon faces an unwelcome obligation to sacrifice his daughter Hesione: he accepted a loan from Neptune’s priests to finance building the city walls, but failed to repay it when the work was complete, and retribution came in the form of a sea monster who must be appeased with the monthly sacrifice of a young Trojan woman; this month the fatal lot has fallen on Hesione. Laomedon offers Hercules a reward for rescuing her, but reneges after Hercules does so. Jason insists they defer Hercules’ revenge until their return from Colchis. The golden…