Nabbes, Thomas · published 1640 · first performed or written 1640 (Annals) not in BritDrama · Beeston's Boys · Phoenix/Cockpit T1 Death, grief and revenge typicality 0.80 · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Did you bid me fly To shun the end's before me? sure there's difference Twixt meritorious acts, and acts of shame. I was but justice executioner. His crime deserved death, and he had fair trial By evidence: see here this pointless weapon; If providence had not ordained it so. As he so I had fallen; but innocent. Should I then fly? and by my fears beget A worse suspicion? No: I'll meet th' event. And though I now were circled with the terrors Of racks and tortures; gibbets; executioners; And all the palsying apprehensions That ever made a malefactor tremble, Armed as I am, I would encounter all With a fixed confidence. Just causes never Did yet miscarry; or if any have 'Twas to the greater glory of the cause. And Monsieur 'tis your imposition To watch this corpse, and give to passengers What answers you have wit or language for. Wilt thou not fly then? prithee do not rashly Play away safety. If I fly, and so Provide for't, will you with me? Even to death, In that' shalt find me resolute. I'll vy Against thy courage with my constancy. Let's go then Me be glad you be gone, for me will no stay long vid de dead man. If de live jentelvmanly so— but me sall see vat you have in your pocket. o? a surgeon. De man be no dead: but me sall make you dead rader den go vidout your money. What wilt thou villain? 'Tis time then to leave off counterfeiting Dis be de gentleman hire me to work at de wedding; but he no know me, and day be sure de gentleman and de jenteluman dat run avay together. I'm wounded, but I hope not mortally; I have no feeling of those accidents Are deaths forerunners. Would I had a surgeon. If I survive, I will convert this mischief Into a benefit; and by his flight Possess myself as well of what I cover, As by his death. Sir you can witness for me How and by whom I did receive this wound. Although you know him not, make a description. Pardon me Monsieur; me no see him do it. You must dispense with scruple If you will serve my purposes a little, I can and will be thankful; otherwise whate'er you are I can betray your life For your intent of rape. Me be your servant Monsieur. Me do any ting; swear any ting; go to de devil along vid you rader den be hang. Go with me to a surgeon. We need make greater haste; 'tis almost night; The mist is risen much. My Uncle's voice. Help a surgeon: assist me now. Look about knaves: I have heard that voice. Here sir a man wounded. 'Tis Master Raven. My cosin Raven? what misfortune brought This ill upon him? hold that gentleman. Me no do it Monsieur: he be de young gentleman in black, an de jenteluman. What gentleman in black? Theophilus?
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Length
499 words · 666 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.803 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Did you bid me fly To shun the end's before me? sure ther's difference Twixt meritorious acts, and acts of shame. I was but justice executioner. His crime deserv'd death, and he had fair triall By evidence: see here this pointlesse weapon; If providence had not ordain'd it so. As he so I had faln; but innocent. Should I then fly? and by my feares beget A worse suspition? No: I'le meet th' event. And though I now were circled with the terrors Of racks and tortures; gibets; executioners; And all the palsying apprehensions That ever made a malefactor tremble, Arm'd as I am, I would encounter all With a fixt confidence. Just causes never Did yet miscarry; or if any have 'Twas to the greater glory of the cause. And Monsieur 'tis your imposition To watch this corps, and give to passengers What answers you have wit or language for. Wilt thou not fly then? prethee do not rashly Play away safety. If I fly, and so Provide for't, will you with me? Even to death, In that 'shalt find me resolute. I'le vy Against thy courage with my constancy. Let's go then Me be glad you be gon, for me will no stay long vid de dead man. If de live jentelvmanly so—but me sall see vat you have in your pocket. Oh? a surgeon. De man be no dead: but me sall make you dead rader den go vidout your money. What wilt thou villaine? 'Tis time then to leave off counterfeting Dis be de jentelman hire me to vark at de vedding; but he no know me, and day be sure de jentelman and de jenteluman da run avay togeder. I'm wounded, but I hope not mortally; I have no feeling of those accidents Are deaths forerunners. Would I had a surgeon. If I survive, I will convert this mischiefe Into a benefit; and by his flight Possesse my self as well of what I cove, As by his death. Sir you can witnesse for me How and by whom I did recieve this wound. Although you know him not, make a description. Pardon me Monsieur; me no see him do it. You must dispense with scruple If you will serve my purposes a little, I can and will be thankfull; otherwise What e're you are I can betray your life For your intent of rape. Me be your servant Monsieur. Me do any ting; swear any ting; go to de divell along vid you rader den be hang. Go with me to a surgeon. We need make greater haste; 'tis almost night; The mist is risen much. My Uncles voyce. Help a surgeon: assist me now. Looke about knaves: I have heard that voyce. Here sir a man wounded. 'Tis Master Raven. My cofin Raven? what misfortune brought This ill upon him? hold that gentleman. Me no do it Monsieur: he be de yong jentelman in black, an de jenteluman. What gentleman in black? Theophilus?