Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Bloody Brother (Rollo, Duke of Normandy) · chunk 30 of 39

Fletcher, John / Field, Nathan / Massinger, Philip · published 1639 · first performed or written 1617 [revised 1627-1630] (Annals)
tragedy · King's Men
T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.76 · 477 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.

They have so little As well may free them from the name of shifters. Monsieur Latorche? How is it, learned Gentlemen, with both your virtues? A most happy hour, when we see you, sir. When you hear me then It will be happier; the Duke greets you both Thus, and though you may touch no money, Father, Yet you may take it. 'Tis his highness' bounty, But yet to me, and these that have put off The world, superfluous. We have heard of late of his highness' good success. And gratulate it. Indeed he hath scaped a strange Conspiracy, Thanks to his Stars; which Stars be preys by me, You would again consult, and make a Judgement On what you lately erected for my love. Oh, Sir, we dare not. For our lives. It is the Prince's Scheame. T'encounter with that fear, Here's to assure you, his Signet, write your names, And be secured all three. We must entreat some time, sir, I must then entreat it, be as present as you can. Have you the Scheame here? Yes. I would you had sir another Warrant. What would that do? Marry we have a Doctor sir, that in this business Would not perform the second part. Not him that you writ to me of? The very same. I should have made it, sir, my suit to see him, Here is a Warrant Father, I conceived That he had solely applied himself to Magic. And to their studies too sir, in this field, He was initiated, but we shall hardly Draw him from his chair. Tell him he shall have gold. Oh, such a syllable would make him to forswear Ever to breath in your sight. How then? Sir, he if you do please to give him any thing, Must have't conveyed under a paper. Or left behind some book in his study. Or in some old wall. Where his Familiars may tell him of it, and that pleases him, Sir. Or else I'll go and assay him. Take gold with you. That will not be amiss; give it the Boy, Sir, He knows his holes, and how to bait his Spirits. We must lay in several places, Sir. That's true, that if one come not the other may hit. Well, go then, is he so learned, Gentlemen. The very top of our profession; mouth of the fates, Pray Heaven his Spirits be in a good humour to take. They'll fling the gold about the house else. ay, and beat the Friar if he go not well Furnished with holy-water. Sir, you must observe him. Not cross him in a word, for then he's gone. If he do come, which is hazard, yet Mass he's here, this is speed. Where is our Scheme, Let's see, dispatch, nay fumbling now, who's this? Chief Gentleman of the Duke's Chamber, Doctor.
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PlayThe Bloody Brother (Rollo, Duke of Normandy)
AuthorFletcher, John / Field, Nathan / Massinger, Philip
Publication year (edition)1639
First performance / composition (Annals)1617 [revised 1627-1630]
First performance (BritDrama)1617 [1617-1620]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1114 · TCP A00958 · DEEP 935
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1854–1921 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 30 of 39 in this edition
Length477 words · 638 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.760 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T0 · seed 44: T0 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
They have so little As well may free them from the name of shifters. Monsieur Latorche? How is it, learned Gentlemen, with both your vertues? A most happy houre, when we see you, sir. When you heare me then It will be happier; the Duke greets you both Thus, and though you may touch no money, Father, Yet you may take it. 'Tis his highnesse bounty, But yet to me, and these that have put off The world, superfluous. We have heard of late of his highnesse good successe. And gratulate it. Indeed he hath scap'd a strange Conspiracy, Thanks to his Stars; which Stars be prayes by me, You would again consul, and make a Judgement On what you lately erected for my love. Oh, Sir, we dare not. For our lives. It is the Princes Scheame. T'incounter with that feare, Here's to assure you, his Signet, write your names, And be secured all three. We must intreat some time, sir, I must then intreat it, be as present as you can. Have you the Scheame here? Yes. I would you had sir another Warrant. What would that do? Marry we have a Doctor sir, that in this businesse Would not performe the second part. Not him that you writ to me of? The very same. I should have made it, sir, my suite to see him, Here is a Warrant Father, I conceiv'd That he had solely applyed himselfe to Magick. And to their studies too sir, in this field, He was initiated, but we shall hardly Draw him from his chaire. Tell him he hall have gold. Oh, such a sillable would make him to forsweare Ever to breath in your sight. How then? Sir, he if you do please to give him any thing, Must have't convey'd under a paper. Or left behind some book in his study. Or in some old wall. Where his Familiars may tell him of it, and that pleases him, Sir. Or else Ile go and assay him. Take gold with you. That will not be amisse; give it the Boy, Sir, He knowes his holes, and how to baite his Spirits. We must lay in severall places, Sir. That's true, that if one come not the other may hit. Well, go then, is he so learned, Gentlemen. The very top of our profession; mouth of the fates, Pray Heaven his Spirits be in a good humor to take. They'le fling the gold about the house else. I, and beat the Fryer if he go not well Furnisht with holy-water. Sir, you must observe him. Not crosse him in a word, for then he's gone. If he doe come, which is hazard, yet Masse he's here, this is speed. Where is our Scheme, Let's see, dispatch, nay fumbling now, who's this? Chiefe Gentleman of the Dukes Chamber, Doctor.