Davenport, Robert · published 1639 · first performed or written 1625 [c.1624-1639] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men (?); Lady Elizabeth's Men (?) T26 Devils, hell and fiends typicality 0.74 · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T26: devil, hell, devils, sure, soul, fiend, sr, wife, lord, men.
Am I not Titled Prince of all the World? And lies there that in this great Universe Excepted from my large Dominion? Am I not Mammon too, the god of gold, Sovereign of all exchequers, treasures, mints, And those rich Mines that set the World at odds? In search of which men hazard dangerous Seas, Expose them to diseases, and strange Climates, Above their natures: Gold? I am Father of it, And have it in abundance. Then from can, I come to will; wilt thou, great Belzebub, so much of thy huge surplusage make mine As shall do all that I have here proposed? I will; but on condition. Make thine own. That when thy wishes have attained effect, Thou art full handled, hast paid all thy debts, And nothing ow'st to any, I may then Most freely claim thy soul. Come, strike me luck; it is a bargain: we shall need no witness. Thy conscience is a Thousand, that shall serve; Let me but have't confirmed beneath thy hand, And my exchequer's open. 'Tis confirmed; I see the Devil yet hath more honesty Then hath his Son, the Usurer; for to him A man may pawn his soul a thousand times Ere he can get a penny: but the Father's, Of a far more free nature. Come, withdraw, we'll Have't confirmed within. But is your house so haunted? Wondrously. How long hath it been so? Ten days, no more, Part of that time that Slightall hath been Mad, My daughter past her senses. The whole house? No, only one by Chamber stands remote, And in that after Midnight there's a noise, That troubles the whole house of howlings, shrieks, Fireworks and Crackers, as if the great squib-maker Were new come from beyond Sea. Hath none seen the Vision? Only my desperate Husband, who, one night, Would be so foolish venturous as lodge there, But did return so frighted, told such wonders, Still fright me to remember. 'Tis most strange: sure 'tis some vexed spirit that hath Deceased of late from out the house: who died last in that Chamber? Heaven rest her soul, my mother. Perhaps hers; who having hid some treasure in her Life time must, till that be discovered, walk of force, The like I have read in Legends. It hath been common, though not in these days Frequent, might I advise, I would seek out for some Religious man to exorcise the Spirit, and by that means To banish thence the vision. Counselled well; there are in town 4. several sorts of Friars, white and black Friars, Grey Friars and crutched Friars. Good, you call to my remembrance Among them, one expert in the Art of Necromancy, His Name friar Iohn, whom Islington hath Made famous through London. Him I saw but now cross by the door. Good Geoffrey find him out, and gently entreat him hither, But acquaint him not with the cause. Sir I shall do't. But hath he done such strange things?
Queen Henrietta Maria's Men (?); Lady Elizabeth's Men (?)
Genre (British Drama)
comedy
Play type
Adult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 1110 · TCP A19888 · DEEP 928
Edition role
Representative edition — used in the analysis
Position
nodes 1660–1727 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 25 of 40 in this edition
Length
499 words · 668 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T26 — Devils, hell and fiendscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.744 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T23 · seed 44: T23 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Am I not Titled Prince of all the World? And lyes there that in this great Univerſe Excepted from my large Dominion? Am I not Mammon too, the god of gold, Soveraigne of all Exchequors, treaſures, mints, And thoſe rich Mines that ſet the World at odds? In ſearch of which men hazard dangerous Seas, Expoſe them to diſeaſes, and ſtrange Climates, Above their natures: Gold? I am Father of it, And have it in abundance. Then from can, I come to will; wilt thou, great Belzebub, ſo much of thy huge ſurpluſage make mine As ſhall doe all that I have here propoſ'd? I will; but on condition. Make thine owne. That when thy wiſhes have attain'd effect, Thou art full handled, haſt paid all thy debts, And nothing ow'ſt to any, I may then Moſt freely claime thy ſoule. Come, ſtrike me lucke; it is a bargaine: Wee ſhall neede no witneſſe. Thy conſcience is a Thouſand, that ſhall ſerve; Let me but have't confirm'd beneath thy hand, And my Exchequor's open. 'Tis confirm'd; I ſee the Divell yet hath more honeſty Then hath his Son, the Uſurer; for to him A man may pawne his ſoule a thouſand times Ere he can get a penny: but the Father's, Of a farre more free nature. Come, withdraw, we'le Have't confirm'd within. But is your houſe ſo haunted? Wondrouſly. How long hath it bin ſo? Ten daies, no more, Part of that time that Slightall hath bin Mad, My daughter paſt her ſences. The whole houſe? No, onely one by Chamber ſtands remote, And in that after Midnight there's a noiſe, That troubles the whole houſe of howlings, ſhrickes, Fire-workes and Crackers, as if the great ſquib-maker Were new come from beyond Sea. Hath none ſeene the Viſion? Onely my deſperate Husband, who, one night, Would be ſo fooliſh venturous as lodge there, But did returne ſo frighted, told ſuch wonders, Still fright me to remember. 'Tis moſt ſtrange: ſure 'tis ſome vex'd ſpirit that hath Deceaſ'd of late from out the houſe: who dyed laſt in that Chamber? Heaven reſt her ſoule, my mother. Perhaps hers; who having hid ſome treaſure in her Life time muſt, till that be diſcovered, walke of force, The like I have read in Legends. It hath bin common, though not in theſe dayes Frequent, might I adviſe, I would ſeeke out for ſome Religious man to exorciſe the Spirit, and by that meanes To baniſh thence the viſion. Counſail'd well; there are in towne 4. ſeverall ſorts of Friers, white and blacke Friers, Gray Friers and crutched Friers. Good, you call to my remembrance Among them, one expert in the Art of Necromancy, His Name Frier Iohn, whom Iſlington hath Made famous through London. Him I ſaw but now croſſe by the doore. Good Geffrey finde him out, and gently intreat him hither, But acquaint him not with the cauſe. Sir I ſhall doe't. But hath he done ſuch ſtrange things?