Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Lady's Trial · chunk 33 of 34

Ford, John · published 1639 · first performed or written 1638 [licensed for stage, May 3] (Annals)
not in BritDrama · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 475 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.

She faints. Spinella, regent of my affections, thou hast conquered, I find thy virtues as I left them, perfect, Pure, and unflawed, for instance let me claim Castanna's promise. Mine? Yours, to whose faith I am a guardian, not by imposition, But by you chosen, look ye, I have fitted A husband for you, noble and deserving, No shrinking back, Adurni I present her A wife of worth. how's that? So great a blessing Crowns all desires of life, the motion, Lady, To me, I can assure you, is not sudden, But welcomed & forethought, would you could please To say the like. Castanna do— Speak dearest, It rectifies all crooks, vain surmises, I prithee speak. The courtship's somewhat quick, The match it seems agreed on, do not sister Reject the use of fate. I dare not question The will of heaven. Unthought of and unlooked for. My ever honoured Lord. This marriage frees Each circumstance of jealousy. Make no scruple (Castanna) of the choice, 'tis firm and real, Why else have I so long with tameness nourished Report of wrongs, but that I fixed on issue Of my desires, Italians use not dalliance But execution; herein I degenerated From custom of our nation: for the virtues Of my Spinella rooted in my soul, Yet common form of matrimonial compliments, Short lived, as are their pleasures, yet in sooth, My dearest, I might blame your causeless absence, To whom my love and nature were no strangers, But being in your kinsman's house, I honour His hospitable friendship, and must thank it. Now lasting truce on all hands. You will pardon A rash and overbusy curiosity. It was too blame, but the success remits it. Sir, what presumptions formerly have grounded Opinion of unfitting carriage to you, On my part I shall faithfully acquit At easy summons. You prevent the nicety, Use your own pleasure— What's the matter? Matter? Adurni and Malfato found together! Now for a glorious vengeance. Hold, oh hold him. This is no place for murder, yield thy sword. Yield it, or force it; set you up your shambles Of slaughter in my presence. Let him come. What can the Russian mean? I am prevented. The temple or the chamber of the Duke, Had else not proved a sanctuary Lord, Thou hast dishonourably wronged my wife. Thy wife! I know not her, nor thee. Fear nothing. Yes, me you know, heaven has a gentle mercy For penitent offenders: blessed Ladies, Repute me not a castaway, though once I fell into some lapses, which our sex Are oft entangled by; yet what I have been, Concerns me now no more, who am resolved On a new life. This Gentleman Benatzi, Disguised as you see, I have remarried, I knew you at first sight, and tender constantly Submission for all errors. Nay, 'tis true sir.
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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 2345–2425 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 33 of 34 in this edition
Length475 words · 660 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T28 — Marriage-making: weddings, brides and matches at 0.827
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)
She faints. Spinella, regent of my affections, thou haſt conquerd, I finde thy vertues as I left them, perfect, Pure, and unflaw'd, for inſtance let me claime Caſtannas promiſe. Mine? Yours, to whoſe faith I am a guardian, not by impoſition, But by you choſen, looke yee, I have fitted A husband for you, noble and deſerving, No ſhrinking backe, Adurni I preſent her A wife of worth. Howes that? So great a bleſſing Crownes all deſires of life, the motion, Lady, To me, I can aſſure you, is not ſudden, But welcom'd & forethought, would you could pleaſe To ſay the like. Caſtanna doe—Speake deereſt, It rectifies all crookes, vaine ſurmiſes, I prethee ſpeake. The courtſhip's ſomewhat quick, The match it ſeemes agreed on, doe not ſiſter Reject the uſe of fate. I dare not queſtion The will of heaven. Vnthought of and unlookt for. My ever honored Lord. This marriage frees Each circumſtance of jealouſie. Make no ſcruple (Caſtanna) of the choyce, tis firme and reall, Why elſe have I ſo long with tameneſſe nouriſht Report of wrongs, but that I fixt on iſſue Of my deſires, Italians uſe not dalliance But execution; herein I degenerated From cuſtome of our nation: for the vertues Of my Spinella rooted in my ſoule, Yet common forme of matrimoniall complements, Short liv'd, as are their pleaſures, yet in ſooth, My deareſt, I might blame your cauſeleſſe abſence, To whom my love and nature were no ſtrangers, But being in your kinſmans houſe, I honour His hoſpitable friendſhip, and muſt thank it. Now laſting truce on all hands. You will pardon A raſh and over-buſie curioſitie. It was too blame, but the ſucceſſe remits it. Sir, what preſumptions formerly have grounded Opinion of unfitting carriage to you, On my part I ſhall faithfully acquite At eaſie ſummons. You prevent the nicetie, Uſe your owne pleaſure— Whats the matter? Matter? Adurni and Malfato found together! Now for a glorious vengeance. Hold, oh hold him. This is no place for murder, yeeld thy ſword. Yeeld it, or force it; ſet you up your ſhambles Of ſlaughter in my preſence. Let him come. VVhat can the Ruſſian meane? I am prevented. The temple or the chamber of the Duke, Had elſe not prov'd a ſanctuarie Lord, Thou haſt diſhonourably wrong'd my wife. Thy wife! I know not her, nor thee. Feare nothing. Yes, me you know, heaven has a gentle mercle For penitent offenders: bleſſed Ladies, Repute me not a caſt-away, though once I fell into ſome lapſes, which our ſex Are oft inntangled by; yet what I have been, Concernes me now no more, who am reſolv'd On a new life. This Gentleman Benatzi, Diſguiſed as you ſee, I have re-married, I knew you at firſt ſight, and tender conſtantly Submiſſion for all errours. Nay, tis true ſir.