Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Great Duke of Florence · chunk 25 of 37

Massinger, Philip · published 1636 · first performed or written 1627 [licensed for stage, Jul 5] (Annals)
comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 479 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.

'Tis now passed help, And we must stand the hazard, hope the best Sir? My loyalty doubted Sir. 'Tis more. Thou hast Abused our trust, and in a high degree Committed treason. Treason? 'tis a word My innocence understands not. Were my breast Transparent, and my thoughts to be discerned, Not one spot shall be found to taint the candour Of my allegiance. And I must be bold To tell you Sir (for he that knows no guilt Can know no fear) 'tis tyranny to o'er charge An honest man, and such till now I have lived, And such my Lord I'll die. Sir, do not flatter yourself with hope, these great & glorious words Which every guilty wretch, as well as you That's armed with impudence, can with ease deliver, And with as full a mouth, can work on us? Nor shall gay flourishes of language clear What is in fact apparent. Fact? What fact? You that know only, what it is, instruct me, For I am ignorant. This then Sir: we gave up (On our assurance of your faith and care,) Our Nephew Giovanni, nay, our heir In expectation, to be trained up by you As did become a Prince. And I discharged it. Is this the treason? Take us with you Sir. And in respect we knew his Youth was prone To women, and that living in our Court He might make some unworthy choice, before His weaker judgement was confirmed, we did Remove him from it; constantly presuming You with your best endeavours, rather would Have quenched those heats in him, then light a Torch, As you have done to his looseness. I? my travail Is ill requited Sir, for by my soul I was so curious that way, that I granted Access to none could tempt him, nor did ever One syllable, or obscene accent touch His care that might corrupt him. No? Why then With your allowance did you give free way To all familiar privacy, between My Nephew and your daughter? Or why did you (Had you no other ends in't but our service) Read to 'em, and together (as they had been Scholars of one form) Grammar, Rhetoric, Philosophy, story, and interpret to 'em The close temptations of lascivious Poets? Or wherefore (for we still had spies upon you) Was she still present, when by your advice He was taught the use of his weapon, horsemanship, Wrestling, nay swimming, but to fan in her A hot desire of him? and then forsooth His exercises ended, covered with A fair pretence of recreation for him, When Lidia was instructed in those graces That add to beauty. He brought to admire her, Must hear her sing, while to her voice, her hand Made ravishing Music; and this applauded, dance A light Levalto with her. Have you ended All you can charge me with?
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PlayThe Great Duke of Florence
AuthorMassinger, Philip
Publication year (edition)1636
First performance / composition (Annals)1627 [licensed for stage, Jul 5]
First performance (BritDrama)1627 [Jul]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1036 · TCP A07239 · DEEP 853
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1781–1850 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 25 of 37 in this edition
Length479 words · 621 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T27 — Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and patronage at 0.779
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
'Tis now pass'd helpe, And we must stand the hazard, hope the best Sir? My loyalty doubted Sir. 'Tis more. Thou hast Abus'd our trust, and in a high degree Committed treason. Treason? 'tis a word My innocence understands not. VVere my breast Transparent, and my thoughts to be discern'd, Not one spot shall be found to taynt the candor Of my alleageance. And I must be bold To tell you Sir (for he that knowes no guilt Can know no feare) 'tis tyrannie to o're charge An honest man, and such till now I have liv'd, And such my Lord I'll die. Sir, doe not flatter Your selfe with hope, these great & glorious words Which every guilty wretch, as well as you That's arm'd with impudence, can with ease deliver, And with as full a mouth, can work on us? Nor shall gay flourishes of language cleare What is in fact apparent. Fact? What fact? You that know onely, what it is, instruct me, For I am ignorant. This then Sir: we gave up (On our assurance of your faith and care,) Our Nephew Giovanni, nay, our heire In expectation, to be train'd up by you As did become a Prince. And I discharg'd it. Is this the treason? Take us with you Sir. And in respect we knew his Youth was prone To women, and that living in our Court He might make some unworthy choyce, before His weaker judgement was confirm'd, we did Remove him from it; constantly presuming You with your best endevours, rather would Have quench'd those heates in him, then light a Torch, As you have done to his loosenesse. I? my travaile Is ill requited Sir, for by my soule I was so curious that way, that I granted Accesse to none could tempt him, nor did ever One syllable, or obscaene accent touch His care that might corrupt him. No? Why then With your allowance did you give free way To all familiar privacie, betweene My Nephew and your daughter? Or why did you (Had you no other ends in't but our service) Reade to 'em, and together (as they had beene Schollers of one forme) Grammar, Rhetorique, Philosophie, Storie, and interpret to 'em The close temptations of lascivious Poets? Or wherefore (for we still had spies upon you) Was she still present, when by your advice He was taught the use of his weapon, horsmanship, Wrastling, nay swimming, but to fan in her A hot desire of him? and then forsooth His exercises ended, cover'd with A faire pretence of recreation for him, When Lidia was instructed in those graces That add to beauty. He brought to admire her, Must heare her sing, while to her voyce, her hand Made ravishing Musick; and this applauded, dance A light Levalto with her. Have you ended All you can charge me with?