Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Opportunity · chunk 35 of 36

Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1634 [licensed for stage, Nov 29] (Annals)
comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.79 · 483 words

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

You do not conclude me, if I obtained A favour from the Duchess to propound My wishes, and plead for me, I know well The soul is not her subject, could her power Bestow your body on me, and that I Could boast myself Lord of beauteous frame Without your mind, I were more tyrant to Accept than she to force, and answer for A crime more fatal than the ravishers. Your brother Madam. If I have any power My Lord you must not leave me, yet I would Entreat your small retreat behind the hangings For a few minutes. Your command's a favour. Oh Cornelia. What's the matter brother. Are you alone. You see my company. d'ye love me. Love you brother, what have I Done to beget your doubt. But do you love me More than a sister? if I were not Borgia, Remove from us the common tie of blood Which is not love, but forced of nature in us, Could you affect me then, then if I answered This honour with a true and noble flame Upon such brave conditions, Cornelia Could our hearts meet and marry? This were strange, But not so strange that we should love. Then pardon Fairest Cornelia, and make him blessed Whose very soul dotes on thee, I have but Usurped the name of Borgia, I can give Thee proof. 'Tis come about. Pisauro welcome The man of all mankind, most wished for welcome: Madam this gentleman can witness I am None of your brother, we were bred together, Both borne in Milan, and my name is Aurelio Androzzi son to Paulo Androzzi major domo to the Dukedom, My friend too of a noble family. Did not I tell you this. Weary of home We both engaged ourselves to try our fortune Abroad, and for the wars had last designed ourselves, we took but Urbin in the way, Where some good stars detained us, and I taken For Borgia pursued thus far the story. Ha, ha, ha. d'ye laugh at me, Pisauro she's incredulous. Speak and convince her with thy testimony. I have told enough already. She wants faith. That gentleman prepared me for this history, Do you not blush brother? Sir I thank you. I am sorry for his impudence. Cornelia, Pisauro Why art thou silent. I tell you I did speak to her. 'Tis time I then dispose myself. Now my happiness. My Lord I pray come forth. You Gentlemen by your own confessions Are strangers to me, and although I do not Distrust heaven's providence, I shall not sin To give my freedom up where I am known; My Lord if you accept Cornelia she's thus confirmed your own. With greater joy Than I would take an Empire, this drops peace Upon my brother's ashes, and unites For ever our two families. Where's the Duchess? I prithee do not vex me.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Opportunity
AuthorShirley, James
Publication year (edition)1640
First performance / composition (Annals)1634 [licensed for stage, Nov 29]
First performance (BritDrama)1634 [Nov]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1128 · TCP A12148 · DEEP 950
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 2356–2434 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 35 of 36 in this edition
Length483 words · 627 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.792 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T0 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
You doe not conclude me, if I obtain'd A favour from the Dutchesse to propound My wishes, and plead for me, I know well The soule is not her subject, could her power Bestow your body on me, and that I Could boast my selfe Lord of beautious frame Without your minde, I were more tyrant to Accept then she to force, and answer for A crime more fatall then the ravishers. Your brother Madam. If I have any power My Lord you must not leave me, yet I would Entreate your small retreate behinde the hangings For a few minuts. Your command's a favour. Oh Cornelia. What's the matter brother. Are you alone. You see my company. De'e love me. Love you brother, what have I Done to beget your doubt. But doe you love me More then a sister? if I were not Borgia, Remove from us the common tie of blood Which is not love, but forc'd of nature in us, Could you affect me then, then if I answerd This honour with a true and noble flame Vpon such brave conditions, Cornelia Could our hearts meete and marry? This were strange, But not so strange that we should love. Then pardon Fairest Cornelia, and make him blest Whose very soule dotes on thee, I have but Vsurp'd the name of Borgia, I can give Thee proofe. 'Tis come about. Pisauro welcome The man of all mankind, most wishd for welcome: Madam this gentleman can witnesse I am None of your brother, we were bred together, Both borne in Millan, and my name is Aurelio Androzzi sonne to Paulo Androzzi major domo to the Dukedome, My friend too of a noble family. Did not I tell you this. Weary of home We both engag'd our selves to try our fortune Abroad, and for the warres had last designd Our selves, we tooke but Urbin in the way, Where some good starres detain'd us, and I taken For Borgia pursued thus farre the story. Ha, ha, ha. De'e laugh at me, Pisauro shee's incredulous. Speake and convince her with thy testimony. I have told enough already. She wants faith. That gentleman prepar'd me for this history▪ Doe you not blush brother? Sir I thanke you. I am sorry for his impudence. Cornelia, Pisauro Why art thou silent. I tell you I did speake to her. 'Tis time I then dispose my selfe. Now my happinesse. My Lord I pray come forth. You Gentlemen by your owne confessions Are strangers to me, and altho I doe not Distrust heavens providence, I shall not sinne To give my freedome up where I am knowne; My Lord if you accept Cornelia Shee's thus confirm'd your owne. With greater joy Then I would take an Empire, this drops peace Vpon my brothers ashes, and unites For ever our two families. Where's the Dutchesse? I prithee doe not vexe me.