Dekker, Thomas / Middleton, Thomas · published 1639 · first performed or written 1639 [c.1617-1639] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Anne's Men (?) T1 Death, grief and revenge typicality 0.76 · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Hum. what news is here now? thou art wise farewell. By my troth I think it is a part of wisdom to take gold When it is offered, many wise men will do't: that I learned Of my learned Council: this is worth thinking on now. To kill Tymethes, so strangely beloved by a Lady, and so monstrously detested by a Lord? here's gold to bring Tymethes, and here's gold to kill Tymethes. ay, let me see, which weighs heaviest; by my faith I think the killing gold will carry't: I shall like many a bad Lawyer, run my Conscience upon the greatest fee; who gives most is like to fare best. I like my safety so much the worse in this business in that Lord Mazeres is his professed enemy: he's the king's bosom, he blows his thoughts into him; and I had rather be torn with whirlwinds than fall into any of their furies. Troth as far as I can see, the wisest course is to play the knave, lay open this Venery, betray him; but see my Lord again. Hast thou thought of me? may I do good upon thee? I'll out of recreation, make thee worthy; play honours to thy hand. My Lord? Art thou resolved? and I will be thy Lord. It will appear I am so; be proud of your revenge before I name it; Never was man so fortunate in his hate, I'll give you a whole Age but to think how. Thou mak'st me thirst. Tymethes meets me here. Here? excellent, on Roxano; he meets thee here. I meant at first to betray all to you sir: understand that my Lord. i'faith I do. Then thus my Lord— he comes. Withdraw behind the Lodge, relate it briefly. A delicate sweete Creature? slight, who should it bē? I must not know her name, nor see her face? It may be some trick to have my bones bastinadoed Well, and so sent back again; what say you to a blanquetting Faith, so 'twere done by a Lady and her Chambermaids I care not, for if they toss me in the Blankets I'll toss them in the Sheets, and that's one for th' other. A man may be led into a thousand villainies; but the fellow swore enough, And here's blood apt enough to believe him. I both admire the deed, and my revenge. My Lord I'll make your way. Thou mak'st thy friend. Art come? we meet e'en jump upon a minute. ay but you'll play the better jumper of the two. I shall not jump so near as you by a handful. How! at a running leap? That is more hard; At a running leap you may give me a handful. So, so, what's to be done. Nothing but put this hood over your head. How? I never went blindfold before. You never went otherwise sir; for all folly is blind; Besides sir, when we see the sin we act, We think each trivial crime a bloody fact. Well followed of a Serving man.
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511 words · 668 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.762 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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Hum, what newes is here now? thou art wise farewell. By my troth I thinke it is a part of wisedome to take gold When it is offer'd, many wise men will do't: that I learnt Of my learned Councell: this is worth thinking on now. To kill Tymethes, so strangely belov'd by a Lady, and so monstrously detested by a Lord? here's gold to bring Tymethes, and here's gold to kill Tymethes. I, let me see, which weighes heaviest; by my faith I thinke the killing gold will carry't: I shall like many a bad Lawyer, runne my Conscience upon the greatest fee; who gives most is like to fare best. I like my safety so much the worse in this businesse in that Lord Mazeres is his profess'd enemie: he's the Kings bosome, hee blowes his thoughts into him; and I had rather be torne with whirlewindes than fall into any of their furies. Troth as far as I can see, the wisest course is to play the knave, lay open this Venery, betray him; but see my Lord againe. Hast thou thought of me? may I doe good upon thee? Ile out of recreation, make thee worthy; play honours to thy hand. My Lord? Art thou resolv'd? and I will be thy Lord. It will appeare I am so; be proud of your revenge before I name it; Never was man so fortunate in his hate, Ile give you a whole Age but to thinke how. Thou mak'st me thirst. Tymethes meetes me here. Here? excellent, on Roxano; he meetes thee here. I meant at first to betray all to you sir: understand that my Lord. Y faith I doe. Then thus my Lord — he comes. Withdraw behind the Lodgē, relate it breefely. A delicate sweete Creature? slight, who should it bē? I must not know her name, nor see her face? It may be some tricke to have my bones bastinadodē Well, and so sent backe againe; what say you to a blanquetting Faith, so twere done by a Lady and her Chambermaides I care not, for if they tosse me in the Blankets Ile tosse them in the Sheetes, and that's one for th' other. A man may bee led into a thousand villanies; but the fellow swore enough, And here's blood apt enough to beleeve him. I both admire the deede, and my revenge. My Lord Ile make your way. Thou mak'st thy friend. Art come? we meete ene jumpe upon a minute. I but you'le play the better jumper of the two. I shall not jumpe so neere as you by a handfull. How! at a running leape? That is more hard; At a running leape you may give me a handfull. So, so, what's to be done. Nothing but put this hood over your head. How? I never went blindfold before. You never went otherwise sir; for all folly is blind; Besides sir, when we see the sinne we act, We thinke each triviall crime a bloody fact. Well follow'd of a Serving man.