Ford, John · published 1633 · first performed or written 1632 [1632-1633] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T26 Devils, hell and fiends typicality 0.79 · 467 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T26: devil, hell, devils, sure, soul, fiend, sr, wife, lord, men.
Slave, torture me no more, note him my Lords, If you would choose a devil in the shape Of man, an arch-arch-devil, there stands one. we'll meet our Uncle— order straight Petruchio Our Duchess may be coffined, 'tis our will She forth with be interred with all the speed And privacy you may, i'th' College Church Amongst Caraffa's ancient monuments. Some three days hence we'll keep her funeral. Damned villain, bloody villain— oh Biancha, No counsel from our cruel wills can win us, " But ills once done we bear our guilt within us. God bye. arch-arch-devil: why I am paid, Here's bounty for good service; beshrew my heart it is a right princely reward: now must I say my prayers, that I have lived to so ripe an age to have my head stricken off; I cannot tell, 'tmay be my Lady Fiormonda will stand on my behalf to the Duke: that's but a single hope; a disgraced Courtier oftener finds enemies to sink him when he is falling, than friends to relieve him: I must resolve to stand to the hazard of all brunts now. Come what may, I will not die like a Cow, and the world shall know it.— Wonder not, Madam, here behold the man Whom your disdain hath metamorphosed: Thus long have I been clouded in this shape, Led on by Love; and in that love, despair: If not the sight of our distracted Court, Nor pity of my bondage, can reclaim The greatness of your scorn, yet let me know My latest doom from you. Strange miracle! Roseilli I must honour thee: thy truth, Like a transparent mirror, represents My reason with my errors. Noble Lord, That better dost deserve a better fate, Forgive me; if my heart can entertain Another thought of love, it shall be thine. Blessed for ever, blessed be the words: In death you have revived me. Whom have we here? Roseilli the supposed fool? 'Tis he; nay then help me a brazen face; My honourable Lord. Bear off, bloodthirsty man, come not near me. Madam, I trust the service— Fellow, learn to new live the way to thrift For thee in grace, is a repentant shrift. Ill has thy life been, worse will be thy end; Men fleshed in blood, know seldom to amend. His Highness commends his love to you, and expects your presence: he is ready to pass to the Church, only staying for my Lord Abbot to associate him. Withal, his pleasure is, that you D'avolos forbear. to rank in this solemnity in the place of Secretary, else to be there as a private man; pleaseth you to go.— As a private man! what remedy? This way they must come, and here I will stand to fall amongst 'em in the rear.
nodes 2131–2172 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 39 of 41 in this edition
Length
467 words · 629 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T26 — Devils, hell and fiendscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.786 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T23 · seed 44: T23 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Slaue, torture me no more, note him my Lords, If you would choose a diuell in the shape Of man, an Arch-arch-diuell, there stands one. Weele meete our Vnckle—order straight Petruchio Our Dutchesse may be coffin'd, 'tis our will She forth with be interr'd with all the speed And priuacy you may, 'th' Colledge Church Amongst Caraffa's ancient monuments. Some three daies hence wee'le keepe her funerall. Damn'd villaine, bloody villaine—oh Biancha, No counsaile from our cruell wils can win vs, "But ils once done we beare our guilt within vs. God boyee. Arch-arch-diuell: why I am paid, Here's bounty for good seruice; beshrew my heart it is a right princely rewad: now must I say my prayers, that I haue liu'd to so ripe an age to haue my head striken off; I cannot tell, 'tmay be my Lady Fiormonda will stand on my behalfe to the Duke: that's but a single hope; a disgrac'd Courtier oftner findes enemies to sinke him when hee is falling, then friends to releeue him: I must resolue to stand to the hazard of all brunts now. Come what may, I will not dye like a Cow, and the world shall know it.— Wonder not, Madam, here behold the man Whom your disdaine hath metamorphosed: Thus long haue I bin clouded in this shape, Led on by Loue; and in that loue, despaire: If not the sight of our distracted Court, Nor pitty of my bondage, can reclay me The greatnesse of your scorne, yet let me know My latest doome from you. Strange miracle! Roseilli I must honour thee: thy truth, Like a transparent mirror, represents My reason with my errors. Noble Lord, That better dost deserue a better fate, Forgiue me; if my heart can entertaine Another thought of loue, it shall be thine. Blessed for euer, blessed be the words: In death you haue reuiu'd me. Whom haue we here? Roseilli the supposed foole? 'Tis he; nay then helpe me a brazen face; My honourable Lord. Beare off, blood-thirsty man, come not neere me. Madam, I trust the seruice— Fellow, learne to new liue the way to thrift For thee in grace, is a repentant shrift. Ill has thy life beene, worse will be thy end; Men flesht in blood, know seldome to amend. His Highnesse commends his loue to you, and expects your presence: he is ready to passe to the Church, only staying for my Lord Abbot to associate him. Withall, his pleasure is, that you D'auolos forbeare. to ranke in this solemnity in the place of Secretary, else to be there as a priuate man; pleaseth you to goe.— As a priuate man! what remedy? This way they must come, and here I will stand to fall amongst em in the reere.