Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

TARQUIN

in The Rape of Lucrece — Heywood, Thomas

Metadata

PlayThe Rape of Lucrece
AuthorHeywood, Thomas
Year (catalogued)1608
First performance1607
Decade1600s
GenreTragedy
Play typeAdult Professional
CompanyQueen Anne's Men
TheaterRed Bull;Outdoor Professional
Speech prefix(es)Tar. | Tarq. | Taro. | Tarquin, | Tarquin. | Tarqu. | Tar •… . | T •… .
Words1411
Characters7764
Typicality0.44 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA03244
BritDrama no.1558
ClusterCluster 8 — Martial kings & Roman gravity

Important excerpts

Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 8 (massinissa, yaw, league, renown, quasi, apud…). Matches are highlighted.

majestic seat: Your hearts though freely proffered we entreat. Curb in the proud boys fury: let us know From whence this discord riseth. It shall P rsenna, now this leagues established, We will proceed in our determinde wars To bring the neighbour Nations under us. Our purpose is to make young Sextus General Of all our army, who hath
citizens without attaint, Arraign or judgement we to exile doom, The poorer are our drudges, rich our pray, And such as dare not strive our rul eobey. By forrenie leagues, & by our strength abroad, Shall we that are degreed above our people, Whom heaven hath made our vassals reign with them? No kings above the rest tribunald High
Before this King and us, that we may view The puissance of our host prepared already, To lay high reared Ardea waste and low. And we to ours, to morrow we will renown Our army with the spoil of a Rich-town. Your rooms were empty in our train of friends, Which we rejoice to see so well supplied: Receive our grace, live in our

Full speech

He are me wife. O Tullia, though my body taste of dulness, My soul is winged: lo I soar as high as thine, But note what flags our wings! forty five years The King thy father hath protected Room. Would seem v nnaturall in thee my Tullia, The reverend King, thy Father to depose: And but by Servius fallen we cannot climb, The balm that must anoint us is his blood. And so must I, since for a kingdoms love, Thou canst despise a Father for a Crown: Tarquin shall mount Servius be tumbled down For he usurps my state, and first deposed, My father in my swathed Infancy, For which he shall be countant to his end. I have sounded all the Peires and Senators, and though unknown to thee my Tullia, They all embrace my faction, and so they, Love change of state, and new King to obey. The King should meet this day in Parliament, With all the Senates and Estates of Room: His place will I assume, and there proclaim, All our decrees in Royal Tarquin's name. Was not I his Son? The Queen my Mother was of royal thoughts and heart pure, as vnb emisht Innocence. Sons should succeed their father's, but anon You shall hear more, high time that we were gone. This place is not for fools, this parliament assembles not the strains of Idiotism: Only the graven and wisest of the land: Important are the affairs we have inhand. Hence with that mome. Restrain his folly. To leave these delatory trifles, Lords, Now to the public business of the Land, Lords take your several places. The King: Tarquinius: It was by power divine, The Throne that long since he usurped is mine. Here we enthroane our selves Cathedral state, Long since detained us, justly we resume, Then let our friends, and such as love us, cry Live Tarquin and enjoy this sovereignty. In Tarquin's name, now Rome's imperial Monarch, We charge thee Servius make free resignation, Of that arched wreathe, thou hast usurped so long. Now are we King, indeed our awe is built Upon this royal base, and slaughtered body Of a dead King? we by his ruin rise To a Monarchal Throne. The same breath Gives our state life, that was the Usurper's death. Then are you ours, and now conduct us straight, In triumph through the populous streets of Room, To the Kings Palace our majestic seat: Your hearts though freely proffered we entreat. Curb in the proud boys fury: let us know From whence this discord riseth. It shall P rsenna, now this leagues established, We will proceed in our determinde wars To bring the neighbour Nations under us. Our purpose is to make young Sextus General Of all our army, who hath proved his Fortune's And found them full of favour, weel begin With strong Ardea, would you given in charge To assemble all our Captains, & take muster of our stro ̄ g army? Porsenna shall be hold the strength of Room, And body of the Camp under the charge Of two brave Princes to lay hostile siege Against the strongest city that withstands The all commanding Tarquin. You are our Royal brother, and in you Tarquin is powerful and maintains his awe. The business of our wars thus forwarded, We would best leisure for our entertainment, Which now shall want no endue solemnity. The Like we vow, to King Porsenna, we will yet a little Enlarge your royal welcome with Rarities, Such as Room yields: that done before we partly Of two remote dominions make one heart. Set forward then, our sons wage war abroad, To make vspeace at home, we are of our self Without suppo ance, we all fate defy, Aidless, and of our self we stand thus high. Lodge in the safety of Porsenna's arms Now Traitor Brutas we dare front thy pride. Jove and Tarquin. Fair Tullia leave me, save thy life by flight, Since mine is desperate, behold I am wounded Even to the death, there stays within my tent A winged Jennet, mount his back and fly, Live to revenge my death since I must die. My Tullia save, and over my caitiff head those meteors wave. But for thee, sweet were the hand that this charged soul could free. Life I diepise, let noble Sixth S stand To avenge our death, even till these vitals end, Scorning my own, this life will I defend. What wouldst thou wife? Sick Lady? Why my sweet Tullia? We intend this day to see the Capitol, You knew our father good Lucretius? Madmen have here no place. No man give placeth that dares to arise And do him reverence, we his love despise. Remembering oue it, we command, and bear his carcase to the funeral pile Where after this direction, let it have His solemn and endue obsequies, fair Tullia, Thy hate to him grows from thy love to us. Thou showest thy self in this unnatural strife, and unkind Daughter, but alouing wife. But on unto our Palace this blessed day, A Kings increase, grows by a Kings decay. Good Tullia. Better. Excellent, thou art our Oracle, and save from thee We will admit no counsel, we obtained Our state by cunning, t'must be kept by strength. And such as cannot love, weel teach to fear, To encourage which upon a better judgement, Andto strike greater terror to the world. I would forbid thy father's funeral. All capital causes are by us discussed, Traversed and executed without counsel. We challenge too by our prerogative, The goods of such as strive against our state, The freest citizens without attaint, Arraign or judgement we to exile doom, The poorer are our drudges, rich our pray, And such as dare not strive our rul eobey. By forrenie leagues, & by our strength abroad, Shall we that are degreed above our people, Whom heaven hath made our vassals reign with them? No kings above the rest tribunald High Should with no meaner, then with kings Alley: For this we to Ma lius Tusculan The Latin King would given in marriage Our royal daughter: now his peoples ours, The neighbour princes are subdued by arms: And whom we could not conquer by constraint Them would we sought to win by courtesy, Kings that are proud, yet would secure their own, By love abroad, shall purchase fear at home. Tullia is wise, and apprehensive, were our pri ely sons Sextus and Aruns back returned safe, With and applausive answer of the Gods, From oracle, our state were able then, Being Gods our selves, to scorn the hate of men. Restrain them Lords. What means this their unnatural emnity? Resolve us then, how did the Gods accept Or sacrifice, how are they pleased with us. How long will they applaud our souerai gnty? Do Cousin, with the process of your journey. Mad Brutus still, Son Aruns What say you. Alastis madness, pardon him, not spleen, Nor is it hate, but frenzy, we are pleased To hear the Gods propitious at our prayers. But wluthers Sextus gone? resolve us Cecles, We saw thee in his parting follow him. To Room and you save them we have no opposites. And dares the boy, confederate with our foes? Attend us Lords, we must new battles wage, And with brght arms confront the proud boys rage. Now king Porsenna, welcome once more, to Tarquin and to Room. This day you shall set forward, Sextus go, And let us see your army march along Before this King and us, that we may view The puissance of our host prepared already, To lay high reared Ardea waste and low. And we to ours, to morrow we will renown Our army with the spoil of a Rich-town. Your rooms were empty in our train of friends, Which we rejoice to see so well supplied: Receive our grace, live in our clement favours, In whose submission our young glory grows To his ripe height: fallen in our friendly train, And strengthen with your loves our Infant reign. Next king Porsenna, whom we tender dearly, Welcome young Sextus, thou hast to our yoke, Suppressed the neck of a proud nation The warlike Gauines, enemies to Room. Attend us with your persons, but your ears Be deaf unto our counsels. Why I am Tarquin. Now Tuilia what must be concluded next? Whom does Valerius to our state present? Usurper.

Plot summary

Plot — The Rape of Lucrece
Tired of being a subject, Tullia encourages her husband Tarquin to seize power from her father, King Servius, and make her Queen of Rome. Having gathered the support of a faction of peers, Tarquin takes the throne at the Senate. When Servius challenges this, a fight breaks out in which he is killed. Tullia treads his dead body underfoot, then drives over it in her chariot. She encourages Tarquin to rule by fear: he cancels Servius’ funeral, seizes his political opponents’ property, exiles people without trial, and sets about extending Rome’s power in Italy, both by alliances and force of arms. Servius’ former allies submit to the new regime, but cope with it in different ways: Brutus feigns idiocy, Scaevola laughs, Lucretius cries, Horatius adopts a habit of bitter speech, and Valerius sings incessantly. Tarquin has an ominous dream and sends his sons to the oracle to have it interpreted; they take Brutus along to entertain them. The oracle says that Rome must be purged of Tullia’s sins, and that, of the three Romans present, the first to kiss his mother will achieve power in Rome. Brutus kisses the earth, but the two brothers race home to kiss Tullia. Aruns gets there first, and Sextus swears enmity against him and flees to the Sabines, who make him their general. He leads them against Tarquin and wins twice, but is later reconciled with his father and brother. The Tarquins welcome Porsenna to Rome as an ally in the project of establishing military rule over the neighbouring Italian states. Sextus is put in charge of the Roman army, and lays siege to Ardea. Carousing in their tent, the Roman commanders compare the chastity of one another’s wives. Sextus derides them, so they agree on a bet: they will go home and catch their wives unawares; whoever’s wife is found to be most properly employed will be the winner. Collatine’s wife, Lucrece, is the only one who fulfils the conditions. Since the bet was also about the wives’ beauty, they refer the decision to Sextus, and he chooses Lucrece. But though Collatine has won the wager, it has been at the price of inflaming Sextus’ lust. On the way back to the siege, Sextus excuses himself and returns to Rome. Collatine gives him a ring to deliver to Lucrece; Sextus uses it to gain admittance to the house, and, after the household retires for the night, he creeps into Lucrece’s bedroom and rapes her. The dissident Roman lords return to Collatine’s house to find the raped Lucrece. She makes them swear vengeance, then…