Shirley, James · published 1639 · first performed or written 1626 [licensed for stage, Feb 9] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T11 Siblings, kin and confidants typicality 0.77 · 516 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
Promise me the hearing, And that have any satisfaction, Becomes my fame. So, so, he will submit himself, it will be our honour. Were in your power, would you not account it A precious victory, in your sister's cause, To die your sword with any blood of him, S v'd both her life and honour? I were ungrateful. You have told yourself, and I have argument to prove this. Why would you have me think, my sister owes to you such preservation? Oh Sebastiano, Thou dost not think what devil lies at home Within a sister's bosom, Catalina, (I know not with what worst of envy) laid Force to this goodly building, and through poison H d rob'd the earth of more then all the world, Her virtue. You must not beat my resolution off With these inventions sir. Be not cozened, With your credulity, for my blood, I value it Beneath my honour, and I dare by goodness, I such a quarrell kill thee: but heare all, And than you shall have fighting your heart full. Valasco was the man, appointed by That goodly sister to steal Berinthia, And Lord himself of this possession, Just at that time; but hear and tremble at it, She by a cunning poison should have breathed Her soul into his arms, within two hours, And so Valasco should have borne the shame Of theft and murder; how do you like this sir. You amaze me sir. 'tis true by honour's self, hear it confirmed, And when you will, I am ready. Pity such valour should be employed, Upon no better cause, they will inform him. Hark you sir, d'ee think this is true? I dare maintain it. That's another matter, why then the case is Altered, what should we do fighting, and lose Our lives to no purpose. It seems you are his second. I am Count de Monte Nigro. And my names Sforza sir, you were not best to come here to brave us, unless you have more legs and arms at home, I have a saza shall pick holes in your doublet, and firk your shanks, my gallimaufry. I cannot but believe it, oh Berinthia, I am wounded ere I fight. Holds your resolve yet constant? if you have Better opinion of your sword, than truth, I am bound to answer, but I would I had Such an advantage 'gainst another man, As the justice of my cause, all valour fights But with a sail against it. Take a time to inform your father sir, my noble cousin is to be found here constant. But will you back with me then? Excuse me brother, I shall fall too soon Upon my sister's malice, whose foul guilt Will make me expect more certain ruin, Now Sebestiano Puts on his judgement, and assumes his nobleness, Whilst he loves equity. And shall I carry shame To Vilarezo's house, neglect of father, Whose precepts binds me to return with her, Or leave my life at Eluas, I must on, I have heard you to no purpose, shall Berinthia Back to Avero.
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516 words · 677 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T11 — Siblings, kin and confidantscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.775 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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Promise me the hearing, And hat have any satisfaction, Becomes my fame. So, so, he will submit himselfe, it will be our honor. Were in your power, would you not account it A pretious victory, in your sisters cause, To dye your sword with any blood of him, S v'd both her life and honour? I were ungratefull. You have told your selfe, and I have argumēnt to prove this. Why would you have me thinke, my sister owes to you such preservation? Oh Sebastiano, Thou dost not thinke what devill lies at home Within a sisters bosome, Catalina, (I know not with what worst of envy) laid Force to this goodly building, and through poyso H d rob'd the earth of more then all the world, Her vertue. You must not beate my resolution off With these inventions sir. Be not cozend, With your credulity, for my blood, I value it Beneath my honour, and I dare by goodnesse, I such a quarrell kill thee: but heare all, And then you shall have fighting your heart full. Valasco was the man, appointed by That goodly sister to steale Berinthia, And Lord himselfe of this possession, Just at that time; but heare and tremble at it, Shee by a cunning poyson should have breath'd Her soule into his armes, within two houres, And so Valasco should have borne the shame Of thest and murther; how doe you like this sir. You amaze me sir. Tis true by honours selfe, heare it confirm'd, And when you will, I am ready. Pitty such valour should be imployd, Vpon no better cause, they will enforme him. Harke you sir, dee thinke this is true? I dare maintaine it. Thats another matter, why then the case is Altered, what should we doe fighting, and lose Our lives to no purpose. It seemes you are his second. I am Count de Monte Nigro. And my names Sforza sir, you were not best to co e here to brave us, unlesse you have more legges and armes t home, I have a saza shall picke holes in your doublet, a d firke your shankes, my gallimau ry. I cannot but beleeve it, oh Berinthi , I am wounded ere I fight. Holds your resolve yet constant▪ if you have Better opinion of your sword, then truth, I am bound to answer, but I would I had Such an advantage gainst another man, As the justice of my cause, all vallour fights But with a sayle against it. Take a time to informe your father sir, my noble Cozen is to be found here constant. But will you backe with me then? Excuse me brother, I shall fall too soone Vpon my sisters malice, whose foule guilt Will make me expect more certaine ruine, Now Sebestiano Puts on his judgement, and assumes his noblenesse, Whilst he loves equity. And shall I carry shame To Villarezoes house, neglect of father, Whose precepts bindes me to returne with her, Or leave my life at Eluas, I must on, I have heard you to no purpose, shall Berinthi Backe to Avero.