Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Traitor · chunk 10 of 38

Shirley, James · published 1635 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, May 4] (Annals)
tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.80 · 489 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.

Gipsy, use better language, Or I'll forget your sex. Offer to touch her With any rudeness, and by all that's virtuous▪— Why how now boy? I do not fear your sword, This with my youth, and innocence, is more Defence than all thy armoury, what Devil Has crept into thy soul? You'll not help? I'll never kill thee. 'tis very well, Have you considered better o'the motion? Yes. And what's your resolve To have my name Stand in the Ivory register of Virgins, When I am dead, before one factious thought Should lurk within mee to betray my fame, To such a blot, my hands shall mutiny, And boldly with a poniard teach my heart To weep out a repentance. Let me kill thee My excellent chaste sister, Floria Thou hast my soul, I did but try your virtues, 'Tis truth, the Duke does love thee, viciously, Let him, let him, he comes to be our guest, This night he means to revel at our house, The Tarquin shall be entertained; he shall, My Lord, Pisano is come. I had forgot his promise, Look up Sister And shine with thy own smiles, Pisano's come, Pisano thy contracted, honoured friend, A gentleman so rich in hopes, we shall be happy in's alliance. Welcome all, But you above the rest, my brother shortly, Sister and Florio entertain your noble Friends, some few minutes, I am absent, we Must not forget prepare for the Duke's coming, I'll soon return You are not cheerful sir. How is't my Lord? you were not wont to look So sad when you came hither. I am not well Amidea. Oh my ! Be you Comforted Lady let all griefs repair To this, their proper Centre. Sir how fare you? Altered of late a little. Virtuous Lady, I cannot choose but pity her, and accuse Pisano's levity. would he were come back, I might ha' finished ere he went, and not Delayed his business much, two or three words, And I had dispatched. How sir? your language is Another then you use to speak, you look not With the same brow upon me. 'las sweet Lady, But who shall accuse me? we shall expect to long, Lady I am come To render all my interest in your love, And to demand myself again, live happier, In other choice Fair Amidea, 'tis Some shame to say my hearts revolted. Ha. here's witness, all is canceled betwixt us, Nay and you weep— Farewell. he's gone. I am amazed. Now lead me to my blessing. Shall a long suit and speeding in his love With the world's notice, and a general fame Of contract too, just in the instant when A marriage is expected, be broke off With infamy to our house. Brother, if ever You loved poor Amidea, let not this Arrive Sciarrha's ere there's danger in His knowledge of it, this may be a trial Of my affection
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PlayThe Traitor
AuthorShirley, James
Publication year (edition)1635
First performance / composition (Annals)1631 [licensed for stage, May 4]
First performance (BritDrama)1631 [May]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1027 · TCP A12154 · DEEP 842
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 664–748 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 10 of 38 in this edition
Length489 words · 653 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.798 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T0 · seed 44: T0 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Gipsy, use better language, Or Ile forget your sexe. Offer to touch her With any rudenesse, and by all that's vertuous▪— Why how now boy? I doe not feare your sword, This with my youth, and innocence, is more Defence then all thy armory, what Divell Has crept into thy soule? Youle not helpe? Ile never kill thee. Tis very well, Have you consider'd better othe motion? Yes. And whats your resolve To have my name Stand in the Ivorie register of Virgis, When I am dead, before ftious thought Should lurke within to betray my fame, To sucha blot, my hands shall mutinie, And boldly with a poniard teach my heart To weepe out a reptance. Let mee kill thee My excellent chast ster, Flori Thou hast my soule, I did but trie your vertues, 'Tis truth, the Duke does love thee, vitiously, Let him, let him, he comes to be our guest, This night he meanes to revell at our house, The Tarquine shall be entertained; he shall, My Lord, Pisano is come. I had forgot his promise, Looke up Sister And shine with thy owne smiles, Pisano's come, Pisano thy contracted, honor'd freind, A gentleman so rich in hopes, wee shall Bee happy in's alliance▪ Welcome all, But you above the rest, my brother shortly, Sister and Florio entertaine your noble Freinds, some few minutes, I am absent, wee Must not forget prepare for the Dukes comming, Ile soone returne You are not cheerfull sir. How ist my Lord? you were not wont to looke So sad when you came hithr. I am not well Amidea. Oh my ! Bee you Comforted Lady let all grifes repaire To this, their proper Center. Sir how fare you? Alterd of late a little. Vertuous Lady, I cannot chuse but pittie her, and accuse Pisano's levitie. Wo'd hee were come backe, I might ha finishd ere he went, and not Delay'd his businesse much, two or three words, And I had dispatch'd. How sir? your language is Another then you vse to speake, you looke not With the same brow upon mee. Las sweet Lady, But who shall accuse mee? Wee shall expect to long, Lady I am come To render all my interest in your love, And to demand my selfe agen, live happier, In other choice Faire Amidea, tis Some shame to say my hearts revolted. Ha. Heeres witnesse, all is cancel'd betwixt us, Nay and you weepe— Farewell. Hees gone. I am amazd. Now leade mee to my blessing. Shall a long suite and speeding in his love With the worlds notice, and a generall fame Of contract too, just in the instant when A marriage is expected, bee broke off With infamy to our house. Brother, if ever You lov'd poore Amidea, let not this Arive Sciarrhas eare thers danger in His knowledge of it, this may be a triall Of my affection