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The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 13 of 63

Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals)
tragedy · King's Men
unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 529 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.

Was not the fellow drunk? Now they begin to muster up again, here I stand like one that learns to make his first honour. When comes the fourth? three of the Elements have passed by simple and unmixed, Water, Earth and Air, livelier expressed than in a Masque: the fourth was in the Prince, he singed my face with a compliment. I am arrived among a stranger people, than ever I heard lied of yet, at my return I shall have undiscovered story enough to fill a map, though the Land be known, I have passed some two degrees, and may lawfully extend my lines to twenty, and fill the vacuity with monsters and Fish-heads. Sir, by your favour, if your business call you not, pray let me entreat your company awhile. Troth, an't like your Grace, I am in haste, in very great haste, the King has sent for me, and I know he's thirsty till I come; I would your Grace were as resolute, and as well armed this way as I you'd be the welcom'st man— He loves a royal Drunkard with admiration, he never saw one yet but in a glass. Sir, have you any business with him? you need no other Orator, than such as this, such a mouth, without a tongue, will persuade any thing; yet this is o'th' least, fit only for Physic-days, when he would not surfeit, a mere toy that troubles the waiters with often filling, but I have one as high— here's nothing to measure it by; 'twas that made me so inward with him. I always use to petition with it, 'tis bigger than any of his own, and pleased him above measure; the first time he saw it, he commended the largeness of my mind, and said it was a noble emulation in me: he has a Daughter Sir, a beautiful Lady, my hopes, unless some neighbour Prince do reel betwixt us, your Grace comes the right way, he hates a dry Inland traveller, but that you kiss the cup, and have too much bounce, and down with him in you, which were things he surfeited on some fifteen years since, and still the very names turn his Stomach, besides your Navy and attendants are too great, he'd have esteemed more on you, had they been fewer, enough only to lean on, when you are o'ertaken, or if you had wanted those, and borrowed his unto your chamber it had been better where he finds worth, the pomp delights him not, your pardon Sir. This is stranger than all, with what licence this fellow abuses his Master, or speaks truths altogether, as unpardonable; sure he has a patent for't: I see I shall want names for all the monsters. Though your grace are here a Stranger, I may demand of you where the King is? If none know more than I, my Lord, you have lost your king. Sure he is not well, I hope he is not, with a safe loyalty I may wish he hath a dangerous cause rather than none, to take him from a Prince the first night of his arrival in Court.
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PlayThe Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora)
AuthorKilligrew, Henry
Publication year (edition)1638
First performance / composition (Annals)1635 [Jan 8(?)]
First performance (BritDrama)1635 [Jan]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional;Private
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1073 · TCP A04824 · DEEP 893
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 528–536 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 13 of 63 in this edition
Length529 words · 667 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T53 — The crown: kingship claimed, resigned and seized at 0.788
Other seedsseed 43: T14 · seed 44: T9 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Was not the fellow drunke? Now they begin to muster up againe, here I stand like one that learnes to make his first honor. When comes the fourth? three of the Elements have past by simple and unmixt, Water, Earth and Ayre, livelier exprest than in a Masque: the fourth was in the Prince, hee singd my face with a complement. I am arriv'd among a stranger people, than ever I heard lyde of yet, at my returne I shall have undiscoverd story enough to fill a map, though the Land bee knowne, I have past some two degrees, and may lawfully extend my lines to twenty, and fill the vacuity with monsters and Fish-heads. Sir, by your favour, if your businesse call you not, pray let me intreat your company awhile. Troth, an't like your Grace, I am in hast, in verie great hast, the King has sent for mee, and I know hee's thirsty till I come; I would your Grace were as resolute, and as well armd this way as I you'd be the wellcomst man— Hee loves a royall Drunkard with admiration, hee never saw one yet but in a glasse. Sir, have you any businesse with him? you neede no other Oratour, than such as this, such a mouth, without a tongue, will perswade any thing; yet this is o'th least, fit onely for Phisicke-daies, when hee would not surfet, a meere toy that troubles the waiters with often filling, but I have one as high—heeres nothing to measure it by; twas that made mee so inward with him. I alwaies use to petition with it, tis bigger than any of his owne, and pleasd him above measure; the first time hee saw it, hee commended the largenesse of my minde, and said it was a noble emulation in mee: hee has a Daughter Sir, a beautifull Lady, my hopes, unlesse some neighbour Prince doe reele betwixt us, your Grace comes the right way, hee hates a dry Inland traveller, but that you kisse the cup, and have too much bounce, and downe with him in you, which were things hee surseited on some fifteene yeares since, and still the very names turne his Stomacke, besides your Navy and attendants are too great, hee'd have esteem'd more on you, had they been fewer, enough onely to leane on, when you are oretaken, or if you had wanted those, and borrowed his unto your chamber it had beene better where hee findes worth, the pompe delights him not, your pardon Sir. This is stranger than all, with what licence this fellow abuses his Master, or speakes truths altogether, as unpardonable; sure he has a pattent for't: I see I shall want names for all the monsters. Though your grace are here a Strangor, I may demand of you where the King is? If none know more than I, my Lord, you have lost your king. Sure hee is not well, I hope hee is not, with a safe loyalty I may wish hee hath a dangerous cause rather than none, to take him from a Prince the first night of his arrivall in Court.