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Chabot, Admiral of France · chunk 21 of 38

Chapman, George / Shirley, James · published 1639 · first performed or written 1612 [1611-1613; revised by Shirley and licensed for stage, Apr 29, 1635] (Annals)
tragedy · Unknown · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 489 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.

Here is no majesty violated, I consent to what my Brother has expressed. Break then in wonder, My frighted words out of their forming powers, That you no more collect, from all these forfeits That Mr. Proctor general hath opened, With so apparent, and impulsive learning, Against the rage and madness of the offender, And violate Majesty (my learned assistants) When Majesties affronted and defied, It being compared with? and in such an onset As leapt into his throat? his life affrighting? Be justified in all insolence, all subjects If this be so considered, and insult Upon your privileged malice, is not Majesty Poisoned in this wonder! and no felony set Where royalty is robbed, and Fie how it fights with Law, and grates upon Her brain and soul, and all the powers of Reason, Reporter of the process, show the sedule. Here my good Lord. 1. No altering it in us. 2. far be it from us Sir. Here's silken justice, It might be altered, mend your sentences. Not we my Lord. Not you? The King shall know You slight a duty to his will, and safety, Give me your pen, it must be capital. 1. Make what you please my Lord, our doom shall stand. Thus I subscribe, now at your perils follow. Perils my Lord? threats in the King's free justice? I am amazed they can be so remiss. Merciful men, pitiful judges certain. 1. Subscribe, it matters nothing being constrained On this side, and on this side, this capital I, Both which together put, import plain Vi; And witness we are forced. 2. Enough, It will acquit us when we make it known, Our names are forced. If traitorous pride Upon the royal person of a King Were sentenced unfelloniously before, I'll burn my Books and be a judge no more. Here are our hands subscribed. Why so, it joys me, You have reformed your justice and your judgement, Now have you done like judges and learned Lawyers, The King shall thank, and honour you for this. Notary read. We by his sacred Majesty appointed Judges, upon due trial, and examination Of Philip Chabot Admiral of France Declare him guilty of high treasons, etc. Now Captain of the guard, secure his person, Till the King signify His pleasure for his death, this day is happy To France, thus rescued from the vile devourer. Hark how the votes applaud their blessed deliverance, You that so late did right and conscience boast, Heaven's mercy now implore, the Kings is lost. YOu raise my thoughts to wonder, that you Madam, And you my Lord, unite your force to plead Ith' Admiral's behalf, this is not that Language you did express, when the torn Bill Was late pretended to us, it was then Defiance to our high prerogative, The act of him whose proud heart would rebel And armed with faction, too soon attempt To tear my crown off.
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PlayChabot, Admiral of France
AuthorChapman, George / Shirley, James
Publication year (edition)1639
First performance / composition (Annals)1612 [1611-1613; revised by Shirley and licensed for stage, Apr 29, 1635]
First performance (BritDrama)1612 [1611-1634] [revised 1635]
Company (BritDrama)Unknown
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1096 · TCP B12027 · DEEP 912
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1166–1235 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 21 of 38 in this edition
Length489 words · 641 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T53 — The crown: kingship claimed, resigned and seized at 0.737
Other seedsseed 43: T62 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Here is no majeſty violated, I conſent to what my Brother has expreſt. Breake then in wonder, My frighted words out of their forming powers, That you no more collect, from all theſe forfeits That Mr. Proctor generall hath opened, With ſo apparant, and impulſive learning, Againſt the rage and madneſſe of the offender, And violate Majeſtie (my learned aſſiſtants) When Majeſties affronted and deſied, It being compar'd with? and in ſuch an onſet As leap'd into his throate? his life affrighting? Be juſtified in all inſolence, all ſubjects If this be ſo conſidered, and inſult Vpon your priviledg'd malice, is not Majeſtie Poyſon'd in this wonder! and no felony ſet Where royaltie is rob'd, and Fie how it fights with Law, and grates upon Her braine and ſoule, and all the powers of Reaſon, Reporter of the proceſſe, ſhew the ſedule. Here my good Lord. 1. No altering it in us. 2. Farre be it from us Sir. Heres ſilken Iuſtice, It might be altered, mend your ſentences. Not wee my Lord. Not you? The King ſhall know You ſlight a duty to his will, and ſafety, Give me your pen, it muſt be capitall. 1. Make what you pleaſe my Lord, our doome ſhall ſtand. Thus I ſubſcribe, now at your perills follow. Perills my Lord? threates in the Kings free juſtice? I am amaz'd they can be ſo remiſſe. Mercifull men, pittifull Iudges certaine. 1. Subſcribe, it matters nothing being conſtrain'd On this ſide, and on this ſide, this capitall I, Both which together put, import plaine Vi; And witneſſe we are forc'd. 2. Enough, It will acquit us when we make it knowne, Our names are forc'd. If traiterous pride Vpon the royall perſon of a King Were ſentenc'd unfelloniouſly before, Ile burne my Bookes and be a Iudge no more. Here are our hands ſubſcrib'd. Why ſo, it joyes me, You have reform'd your juſtice and your judgement, Now have you done like Iudges and learned Lawyers, The King ſhall thanke, and honour you for this. Notary read. We by his ſacred Majeſtie appointed Judges, upon due triall, and examination Of Philip Chabot Admirall of France Declare him guiltie of high treaſons, &c. Now Captaine of the gaurd, ſecure his perſon, Till the King ſignifie His pleaſure for his death, this day is happy To France, thus reskued from the vile devourer. Harke how the votes applaud their bleſt deliverance, You that ſo late did right and conſcience boaſt, Heavens mercy now implore, the Kings is loſt. YOu raiſe my thoughrs to wonder, that you Madam, And you my Lord, unite your force to pleade Ith' Admiralls behalfe, this is not that Language you did expreſſe, when the torne Bill Was late pretended to us, it was then Defiance to our high prerogative, The act of him whoſe proud heart would rebell And arm'd with faction, too ſoone attempt To teare my crowne off.