Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Lady's Trial · chunk 20 of 34

Ford, John · published 1639 · first performed or written 1638 [licensed for stage, May 3] (Annals)
not in BritDrama · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 477 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.

By all my sorrows, The mention is too course. Since then th'occasion Presents our discontinuance, use your liberty: For my part I am resolute to die The same my life professed me. Pish, your faith Was never in suspicion; but consider, Neither the Lord nor Lady, nor the bawd, Which shuffled them together, opportunity Have fastened stain on my unquestioned name, My friends rash indiscretion was the bellows Which blew the coal now kindled to a flame, Will light his slander to all wandering eyes. Some men in giddy zeal o'erdo that office They catch at, of whose number is Aurelio: For I am certain, certain it had been Impossible, had you stood wisely silent, but my Spinella, trembling on her knee, Would have accused her breach of truth, have begged A speedy execution on her trespass, Then with a justice lawful as the magistrates, Might I have drawn my sword against Adurni, Which now is sheathed and rusted in the scabbard; Good thanks to your cheap providence, once more I make demand— my wife— you— Roar louder The noise affrights not me, threaten your enemies, And prove a valiant tongue man— now must follow, by way of method, the exact condition Of rage which runs to mutiny in friendship. Auria come on, this weapon looks not pale At fight of that again hear and believe it, What I have done, was well done and well meant; Twenty times over, were it new to do. I de do't and do't, and boast the pains religious; Yet since you shake me off, I slightly value Other severity. Honour and duty Stand my compurgators, never did passion Purpose ungentle usage of my sword, Against Aurelio, let me rather want My hands, nay friend, a heart then ever suffer Such dotage enter here, if I must lose Spinella, let me not proceed to misery, by losing my Aurelio, we through madness, Frame strange conceits, in our discoursing brains, And prate of things as we pretend they were, Join help to mine (good man) and let us listen After this straying soul, and till we find her, bear our discomfort quietly. So doubtless, She may be soon discovered. That's spoke cheerfully. Why there's a friend now,— Auria and Aurelio At odds oh't cannot be, must not, and sha'not— But look Castanna's here,— welcome fair figure Of a choice Jewel, locked up in a cabinet, More precious than the public view should sully. Sir how you are informed, or on what terms Of prejudice against my course, or custom, Opinion sways your confidence, I know not Much anger, if my fears persuade not falsely, Sits on this gentleman's stern brow, yet sir, If an unhappy Maid's word may find credit, As I wish harm to nobody on earth, So would all good folks may wish none to me. None does sweet sister.
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PlayThe Lady's Trial
AuthorFord, John
Publication year (edition)1639
First performance / composition (Annals)1638 [licensed for stage, May 3]
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;
Genre (British Drama)not in BritDrama
Play typeProfessional;Boys Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1101 · TCP A01052 · DEEP 918
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1374–1441 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 20 of 34 in this edition
Length477 words · 630 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T23 — Husbands, wives and jealousy at 0.831
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)
By all my ſorrowes, The mention is too courſe. Since then th'occaſion Preſents our diſcontinuance, uſe your libertie: For my part I am reſolute to die The ſame my life profeſt me. Piſh, your faith Was never in ſuſpicion; but conſider, Neither the Lord nor Lady, nor the bawd, Which ſhuffled them together, opportunitie Have faſtned ſtaine on my unqueſtion'd name, My friends raſh indiſcretion was the bellowes Which blew the cole now kindled to a flame, Will light his ſlander to all wandring eyes. Some men in giddie zeale ore-doe that office They catch at, of whoſe number is Aurelio: For I am certaine, certaine it had beene Impoſſible, had you ſtood wiſely ſilent, but my Spinella, trembling on her knee, Would have accuſd her breach of truth, have bg'd A ſpeedy execution on her treſpaſſe, Then with a juſtice lawfull as the magiſtrates, Might I have drawne my ſword againſt Adurni, Which now is ſheathed and ruſted in the ſcabberd; Good thankes to yonr cheape providence, once more I make demand—my wife—you—ſi. Roare lowder The noyſe affrights not me, threaten your enemies, And prove a valiant tongue man—now muſt follow, by way of method, the exact condition Of rage which runnes to mutinie in friendſhip. Auria come on, this weapon lookes not pale At fight of that againe heare and believe it, What I have done, was well done and well meant; Twenty times over, were it new to doe. I de doo't and doo't, and boaſt the paines religious; Yet ſince you ſhake me off, I ſlightly value Other ſevrity. Honor and duty Stand my compurgators, never did paſſion Purpoſe ungentle uſage of my ſword, Againſt Aurelio, let me rather want My hands, nay friend, a heart then ever ſuffer Such dotage enter here, if I muſt looſe Spinella, let me not proceed to miſery, by looſing my Aurelio, we through madneſſe, Frame ſtrange conceits, in our diſcourſing braines, And prate of things as we pretend they were, Joyne helpe to mine (good man) and let us liſten After this ſtraying ſoule, and till we finde her, beare our diſcomfort quietly. So doubtleſſe, She may be ſoone diſcoverd. Thats ſpoke chearefully. Why theres a friend now,—Auria and Aurelio At oddes oh't cannot be, muſt not, and ſhanot— But looke Caſtannas here,—welcome faire figure Of a choice Jewel, lockd up in a cabinet, More pretious then the publique view ſhould ſully. Sir how you are informd, or on what termes Of prejudice againſt my courſe, or cuſtome▪ Opinion ſwaies your confidence, I know not Much anger, if my feares perſwade not falſely, Sits on this gentlemans ſterne brow, yet ſir, If an unhappy maids word may finde credit, As I wiſh harme to no body on earth, So would all good folkes may wiſh none to me. None does ſweete ſiſter.