Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 45 of 63

Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals)
tragedy · King's Men
unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 541 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.

This then will confirm our former resolutions, come let us number up ourselves, and if we are equal each man set his sword against his fellow's breast, and with a friendly wound (in spite of Fate or Fortune, being ourselves Lords of a greater power) give happiness to either. Then these wild Beasts will deplore the loss of that they so endeavour to throw away, and leap like headless bodies into flames, and ruin. O! my Lord, let us embrace you with such a love, as dead, and revived friends would express to either, to us you were dead, and are alive again. And have bestowed this life we now enjoy, we must not owe it to another Parent. So is the Judge a Father to the guilty, your sentence was passed upon us, and the hand held up to put it into practice, when you, as if from heaven you had fallen, set all right that was in such confusion, what trifles will the greatest dangers appear to us. Rise, you have no less quickened me, that was as nigh my end as you yourselves were, but now I live, and again can think of life and vengeance to our enemies, which presently we'll put in practice, and seeing that our spirits are redoubled, our losses shall no longer fright us. 'tis time Sir, you showed yourself unto the Army, there you are dead still, and their faith on the belief little better, but your presence, will enliven it again, and make them fight on hatred of their former fault, and shame of their present desperation. Let us away. Never did Justice appear so eminent this was a deed, as if her own hand had wrought it, who can complain the want of providence, or say the guilty, and the innocent make one heap, when this is told. A Tyrant in the height of all his glory guarded with friends, and cruelty what either power or violence could make him safe with, by a mortal hand Strengthened with Justice, was snatched from the midst of all, the lightning melts not the enclosed gold with half that wonder: leaving that's more combustible, nor doth the plague in a multitude of men make a choice so curious. Where is the great worker, of it? Again departed to perform greater things, If be possible, I did prophesy, though not the nature of them, that he could act us wonders, we'll strive to second his first blow, and now the gods and he have done, play our parts. I could almost give him divine honours, and say when he is in the Camp, there is no need of any other power, Soldiers are but charge, and troubles only. 'tis time, that my troops were gone, that we may reach the place of ambush, ere the break of day. 'tis true you shall presently away, Phronimus is already gone with his Forces to stop the passage between the enemy, and the City, we in front will stand against them, so that in the morning when they rise it shall appear to them as if they were inhabited with foes, not being able to turn away they shall not lose their sight in our large number.
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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 1396–1405 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 45 of 63 in this edition
Length541 words · 654 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T50 — Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea and land at 0.811
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)
This then will confirme our former resolutions, come let us number up our selves, and if we are equall each man set his sword against his fellowes brest, and with a friendly wound (in spite of Fate or Fortune, being our selves Lords of a greater power) give happines to eyther. Then these wild Beasts will deplore the losse of that they so indeavour to throw away, and leape like head-lesse bodyes into flames, and ruine. O! my Lord, let us imbrace you with such a love, as dead, and revived friends would expresse to eyther, to us you were dead, and are alive againe. And have bestowed this life we now enjoy, we must not owe it to another Parent. So is the Judge a Father to the guilty, your sentence was past upon us, and the hand held up to put it into practise, when you, as if from heaven you had fallen, set all right that was in such confusion, what trifles will the greatest dangers appeare to us. Rise, you have noe lesse quickened me, that was as nigh my end as you your selves were, but now I live, and againe can thinke of life and vengance to our enemies, which presently weele put in practice, and seeing that our spirits are redoubled, our losses shall no longer fright us. Tis time Sr, you shew'd your selfe unto the Army, there you are dead still, and their faith on the beleefe litle better, but your presence, will enliven it againe, and make them fight on hatred of their former fault, and shame of their present desperation. Let us away. Never did Justice appeare so eminent this was a deed, as if her owne hand had wrought it, who can complaine the want of providence, or say the guilty, and the innocent make one heape, when this is told. A Tyrant in the height of all his glory guarded with friends, and crewelty what eyther power or violence could make him safe with, by a mortall hand Strengthened with Justice, was snatch't from the midst of all, the lightning melts not the enclosed gold with halfe that wonder: leaving that's more combustible, nor doth the plague in a multitude of men make a choyce so curious. Where is the great worker, of it? Againe departed to performe greater things, If be possible, I did prophesie, though not the nature of them, that he could act us wonders, weele strive to second his first blow, and now the gods and he have done, play our parts. I could almost give him divine honors, and say when he is in the Campe, there is no neede of any other power, Souldiers are but charge, and troubles only. Tis time, that my troopes were gone, that wee may reach the place of ambush, ere the breake of day. Tis true you shall presently away, Phronimus is allready gone with his Forces to stop the passage betweene the enemy, and the City, we in front will stand against them, so that in the morning when they rise it shall appeare to them as if they were inhabited with foes, not being able to turne away they shall not loose their sight in our large number.