Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Love's Cruelty · chunk 15 of 33

Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, Nov 14] (Annals)
tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.81 · 512 words

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

Your daughter, she's a handsome Gentlewoman, there be Worse faces at Court; Her complexion is natural, she has no trick of art A little breeding she has had; and some precepts to guard her Honesty Honesty where is it? It should be everywhere Take heed what you say, lest you be made to justify it Honesty everywhere? Here's to you, come. I speak Bonaldo what I think, and it would be no Dishonour to the greatest to be the first examples. If all were of your mind who should thrive in this world? Pledge me How shall Christians' behave themselves in great offices? Or under-clerks purchase honesty? but one term were enough to undo the City, the Court were but in ill case if great men should stand upon't, for the Country, 'tis bought and sold every market day. Come begin to me Name it To the Duke. The Duke, he does not love me How? No Bovaldo he does not, He loves your daughter— 'tis not Princely, Nay I shall dare to tell him so, but To his health. Let it come, methinks he is a very fine Gentleman, I begin to be warm already. And one that loves a wench as well— As ill thou Wouldst say? As ill as I, let it be so, I were no good subject to deny it To his Highness. Thou knewest me a Gentleman Are you not so still? No I'm a Knight, a Lord I know not what, I'm lost within a wilderness of names But I will be myself again— the t'other cup. 'tis welcome, shall we double our files? This skirmish will do well Charge me home then. Now I could talk methinks. I will not prostitute Eubella for The wealth of his whole Dukedom, there's no honour To a noble conscience, he is the greatest coward. Dares not be honest. Right, if a man dares not be honest he is a Coward But he that dares be dishonest, Dares cut his father's throat A pretty fellow here's to you again; shall's have a wench? now am I addicted to embrace any thing in the likeness of a woman, oh for a Chambermaid to wrestle withal; send for a brace of basilisks, thou hast no spirit no Masculine virtue, now could I o'er run the whole Country of the Amazons. Here's to a Penthesilea bear up my valiant Myrmidon and we will do such feats shall make the Trojans wonder at our backs and bring Dame Helen to us. I prithee leave this humour, 'tis not generous, How not generous take heed what you say I sha'not eat my words Then drink your drink, Now Troy burns blue, whereas Hecuba? Thou art all for wenching, Upon a condition I will drink to thee No, no, thou wot not do so much, and a man should die for a lift a'the leg: the Duke has a great mind to thy daughter, he is but mortal flesh and blood, there be subjects that have as sound bodies no dispraise to his Excellency.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayLove's Cruelty
AuthorShirley, James
Publication year (edition)1640
First performance / composition (Annals)1631 [licensed for stage, Nov 14]
First performance (BritDrama)1631 [Nov]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1126 · TCP A12143 · DEEP 946
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 765–819 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 33 in this edition
Length512 words · 671 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.810 (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)
Your daughter, shee's a hansome Gentlewoman, the're be Worse faces at Court; Her complexion is naturall, she has no tricke of art A litle breeding she has had; and some precepts to guard her Honesty Honesty where is it? It should be every where Take heed what you say, least you be made to justifie it Honesty every where? Heres to you, come. I speake Bonaldo what I thinke, and it would be no Dishonour to the greatest to be the first examples. If all were of your mind who should thrive in this world? Pledge me How shall Christians behave themselves in great offices? Or under-clarkes purchase honesty? but one terme were enough to undoe the City, the Court were but in ill case if great men should stand upon't, for the Countrey, tis bought and sold every market day. Come begin to me Name it To the Duke. The Duke, he does not love me How? No Bovaldo he does not, He loves your daughter— Tis not Princely, Nay I shall dare to tell him so, but To his health. Let it come, me thinkes he is a very fine Gentleman, I begin to be warme already. And one that loves a wench as well— As ill thou wodst say? As ill as I, let it be so, I were no good subiect to deny it To his Highnesse. Thou knewest me a Gentleman Are you not so still? No I'me a Knight, a Lord I know not what, I'me lost within a wildernesse of names But I will be my selfe agen—the tother cup. Tis welcome, shall we double our files? This skirmish will doe well Charge me home then. Now I could talke me thinkes. I will not prostitute Eubella for The wealth of his whole Dukedome, ther'es no honor To a noble conscience, he is the greatest coward. Dares not be honest. Right, if a man dares not be honest he is a Coward But he that dares be dishonest, Dares cut his fathers throat A pretty fellow heres to you agen; shalls have a wench? now am I addicted to embrace any thing in the likenesse of a woman, oh for a Chamber-maide to wrestle withall; send for a brace of Basaliskes, thou hast no spirit no Masculine vertue, now could I o're runne the whole Countrey of the Amazons. Heres to a Penthesilia beare up my valiant Mirmidon and we will do such feates shall make the Troians wonder at our backes and bring Dame Hellen to us. I prethee leave this humor, tis not generous, How not generous take heed what you say I shanot eate my words Then drinke your drinke, Now Troy burnesblew, wheras Hecuba? Thou art all for wenching, Vpon a condition I will drinke to thee No, no, thou wot not doe so much, and a man should die for a lift a'the leg: the Duke has a great minde to thy daughter, he is but mortall flesh and bloud, there be subjects that have as sound bodies no dispraise to his Excelency.