Ford, John · published 1639 · first performed or written 1638 [licensed for stage, May 3] (Annals) not in BritDrama · Phoenix/Cockpit T11 Siblings, kin and confidants typicality 0.84 · 477 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
If they do, dear heaven Forgive them is my prayer, but perhaps, You might conceive (and yet methinks you should not) How I am faulty in my sister's absence, Indeed 'tis nothing so, nor was I knowing Of any private speech my Lord intended, Save civil entertainment, pray what hurt Can fall out in discourse, if it be modest? Sure noble men will show that they are such With those of their own rank, and that was all My sister can be charged with. Is't not friend, an excellent maid? Deserves the best of fortunes; I ever spoke her virtuous. With your leave, You used most cruel language to my sister, Enough to fright her wits, not very kind To me myself, she sighed when you were gone, Desired no creature else should follow her; And in good truth, I was so full of weeping, I marked not well which way she went. Stayed she not Within the house then? Pass not she— Aurelio Was passing rough. Strange! nowhere to be found out. Not yet, but on my life, ere many hours, I shall hear from her. Shalt thou? worthy maid, thouhast brought to my sick heart a cordial— friend Good news— most sweet Castanna. May it prove so. The paper in the purse for my directions appointed this the place, the time now, here dance I attendance— she is come already. Parado, so I over heard you named. A mushroom sprung up in a minute, by the sunshine of your benevolent grace, liberality and hospitable compassion (most magnificent beauty) have long since lain bedrid in the ashes of the old world till now, your illustrious charity hath raked up the dead embers by giving life to a worm inevitably devoted yours as you shall please to new shape me. A grateful man (it seems) where gratitude Has harbour; other furniture becoming Accomplished qualities must needs inhabit, What country claims your birth? None, I was borne at sea, as my mother was in passage from cape Ludugory to cape Clagliaty toward Afrique in Sardinia, was bred up in Aquilastro, and at years put myself in service under the Spanish Viceroy: till I was taken prisoner by the Turks. I have tasted in my day's handsome store of good and bad, and am thankful for both. You seem the issue then of honest parents. Reputed no less: many children oftentimes inherit their lands who peradventure never begot them: my mother's husband was a very old man at my birth, but no man is too old to father his wife's child, your servant I am sure I will ever prove myself entirely. Dare you be secret? Yes. And sudden. Yes. But withal, sure of hand, and spirit. Yes, yes, yes. I use not many words, the time prevents 'em, A man of quality has robbed mine honour. Name him.
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Length
477 words · 612 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T11 — Siblings, kin and confidantscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.844 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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seed 43: T15 · seed 44: T12 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
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If they doe, deare heaven Forgive them is my prayer, but perhaps, You might conceave (and yet methinkes you ſhold not) How I am faulty in my ſiſters abſence, Indeed tis nothing ſo, nor was I knowing Of any private ſpeech my Lord intended, Save civill entertainement, pray what hurt Can fall out in diſcourſe, if it be modeſt? Sure noble men will ſhew that they are ſuch With thoſe of their owne ranke, and that was all My ſiſter can be charg'd with. Iſt not friend, an excellent maide? Deſerves the beſt of fortunes; I ever ſpoke her vertuous. With your leave, You uſ'd moſt cruell language to my ſiſter, Enough to fright her wits, not very kinde To me my ſelfe, ſhe ſighd when you were gone, Deſird no creature elſe ſhould follow her; And in good truth, I was ſo full of weeping, I markd not well which way ſhee went. Staid ſhe not Within the houſe then? Paſſe not ſhe—Aurelio Was paſſing rough. Strange! no where to be found out▪ Not yet, but on my life, ere many howers, I ſhall heare from her. Shalt thou? worthy maide, Thaſt brought to my ſicke heart a cordiall—friend Good newes—moſt ſweete Caſtanna. May it prove ſo. The paper in the purſe for my directions appoynted this the place, the time now, here dance I attendance—ſhee is come already. Parado, ſo I over heard you nam'd. A muſhrome ſprung up in a minute, by the ſun-ſhine of your benevolent grace, liberality and hoſpitable compaſſion (moſt magnificent beauty) have long ſince lyen bed-rid in the aſhes of the old world till now, your illuſtrious charity hath rak'd up the dead embers by giving life to a worm inevitably devoted yours as you ſhall pleaſe to new ſhape mee. A gratefull man (it ſeemes) where gratitude Has harbor; other furniture becomming Accompliſh'd qualities muſt needs inhabit, What country claimes your birth? None, I was borne at ſea, as my mother was in paſſage from cape Ludugory to cape Clagliaty toward Affrick in Sardinia, was bred up in Aquilaſtro, and at yeares put my ſelfe in ſervice under the Spaniſh Viceroy: till I was taken priſoner by the Turkes. I have taſted in my daies hanſome ſtore of good and bad, and am thankefull for both. You ſeeme the iſſue then of honeſt parents. Reputed no leſſe: many children oftentimes inherit their lands who peradventure never begot them: my mothers husband was a very old man at my birth, but no man is too old to father his wives childe, your ſervant I am ſure I will ever prove my ſelfe entirely. Dare you be ſecret? Yes. And ſuddaine. Yes. But withall, ſure of hand, and ſpirit. Yes, yes, yes. I uſe not many words, the time prevents 'em, A man of quality has rob'd mine honour. Name him.