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Chabot, Admiral of France · chunk 34 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 · 502 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.

We must be careful to prevent their mutiny. It will become our wisdoms to secure the court And prisoner. Captain of the guard. 2. What can you say for yourself Lord Chancellor. Again, I confess all, and humbly fly to The royal mercy of the King. And this submission is the way to purchase it. Hear me great judges, if you have not lost For my sake all your charities, I beseech you, Let the King know my heart is full of penitence, Calm his high-going sea, or in that tempest I ruin to eternity, oh my Lords, Consider your own places, and the helms You sit at, while with all your providence You steer, look forth and see devouring quicksands, My ambition now is punished, and my pride Of state and greatness falling into nothing, I that had never time through vast employments To think of heaven, feel his revengeful wrath, Boiling my blood, and scorching up my entrills, There doomsday is my conscience black and horrid, For my abuse of justice, but no stings Pricked with that terror as the wounds I made Upon the pious Admiral, some good man Bear my repentance thither, he is merciful, And may incline the King to stay his lightning Which threatens my confusion, that my free Resign of title, office, and what else My pride looked at, would buy my poor lives safety, For ever banish me the court, and let Me waste my life far off in some Village. How? Did your Lordship's note his request to you, he would direct your sentence to punish him with confining him to live in the country, like the Mouse in the Fable, that having offended to deserve death, begged he might be banished into a Parmesan. I hope your Lordships will be more just to the nature of his offences. I could have wished him fall on softer ground For his good parts. My Lord, this is your sentence for you high misdemeanours against his Majesty's judges, for your unjust sentence of the most equal Lord Admiral, for many and foul corruptions and abuse of your office, and that infinite stain of the King's person, and honour, we in his Majesty's name, deprive you of your estate of Chancellor, & declare you uncapable of any judicial office, & beside condemn you in the sum of two hundred thousand crowns; whereof one hundred thousand to the King, and one hundred thousand to the Lord Admiral, and what remaineth of your estate to go to the restitution of those you have injured, and to suffer perpetual imprisonment in the Castle, so take him to your custody. Your Lordships have been merciful in his sentence. They have spared my life then, that some cure may bring, I spend it in my prayers for the King. Allegre I am glad he hath so much strength, I prithee let me see him. It will but Enlarge a passion— my Lord he'll come Another time and tender you his service.
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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 1924–1966 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 34 of 38 in this edition
Length502 words · 632 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T53 — The crown: kingship claimed, resigned and seized at 0.695
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)
We muſt be carefull to prevent their mutiny. It will become our wiſedomes to ſecure the court And priſoner. Captaine of the guard. 2. What can you ſay for your ſelfe Lord Chancellor. Againe, I confeſſe all, and humbly fly to The royall mercy of the King. And this ſubmiſſion is the way to purchaſe it. Heare me great Iudges, if you have not loſt For my ſake all your charities, I beſeech you, Let the King know my heart is full of penitence, Calme his high-going ſea, or in that tempeſt I ruine to eternitie, oh my Lords, Conſider your owne places, and the helmes You ſit at, while with all your providence You ſteere, looke forth and ſee devouring quickſands, My ambition now is puniſh'd, and my pride Of ſtate and greatneſſe falling into nothing, I that had never time through vaſt employments To thinke of heaven, feele his revengefull wrath, Boyling my blood, and ſcorching up my entrills, There doomeſday is my conſcience blacke and horrid, For my abuſe of Iuſtice, but no ſtings Prickt with that terrour as the wounds I made Vpon the pious Admirall, ſome good man Beare my repentance thither, he is mercifull, And may encline the King to ſtay his lightning Which threatens my confuſion, that my free Reſigne of title, office, and what elſe My pride look'd at, would buy my poore lives ſafety, For ever baniſh me the court, and let Me waſte my life farre off in ſome Village. How? Did your Lordſhips note his requeſt to you, he would direct your ſentence to puniſh him with confining him to live in the country, like the Mouſe in the Fable, that having offended to deſerve death, beg'd he might be baniſhed into a Parmiſan. I hope your Lordſhips will be more juſt to the nature of his offences. I could have wiſh'd him fall on ſofter ground For his good parts. My Lord, this is your ſentence for you high miſdemeanours againſt his Majeſties Iudges, for your unjuſt ſentence of the moſt equall Lord Admirall, for many and foule corruptions and abuſe of your office, and that infinite ſtaine of the Kings perſon, and honour, we in his Majeſties name, deprive you of your eſtate of Chancellor, & declare you uncapeable of any judiciall office, & beſides condemne you in the ſum of two hundred thouſand crownes; whereof one hundred thouſand to the King, and one hundred thouſand to the Lord Admirall, and what remaineth of your eſtate to goe to the reſtitution of thoſe you have injur'd, and to ſuffer perpetuall impriſonment in the Caſtle, ſo take him to your cuſtody. Your Lordſhips have beene mercifull in his ſentence. They have ſpar'd my life then, that ſome cure may bring, I ſpend it in my prayers for the King. Allegre I am glad he hath ſo much ſtrength, I prethee let me ſee him. It will but Enlarge a paſſion—my Lord hee'le come Another time and tender you his ſervice.