Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Unfortunate Mother · chunk 21 of 26

Nabbes, Thomas · published 1640 · first performed or written 1640 (Annals)
not in BritDrama · Unacted
T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.86 · 495 words

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

Melissa, I do find your inclination: And though my zeal intended your advancement Which you yourself refuse; yet my: indulgence Ties up mine anger: only I must wish you Consider throughly. Sir, my duty shall not Give way to any act without your liking; Although I have desires I can restrain them From satisfaction. Would Fidelio were not His love, a love diverts her. There are means; You understand my Lord: but yet I do not advise you to it. Thou art wise Cardente, And canst be secret too; for thou and I Know something hidden to the world: 'Tis better Give her some philtre, that may raise in her A flame towards the Duke. But is there virtue in any such? My youth hath made experience, And I am furnished with that is powerful: I bear it still about me. Good my Lord Impart it to my use; I fain would have A Husband yet. Why thou mayst have Fidelio, A young and handsome Lord. It chiefly works Upon such disproportions; share it justly, You both must take it; for in that consists The magic Sympathy. I'll to my Closet And pray, than love. Polemici, where left you My valiant Son? Notho! he's in the presence. When you return, desire him meet me in The Grove behind the Garden. I scarce think he'll own you when he's Duke: Vittorio, What think'st thou of this riddle? 'Tis a hard one, he to be Duke and lawful! He begins To form himself fit for't: he takes survey Of all that he supposeth shortly must Bow to his humour: tell's me he'll new mould The State, and we shall be advanced. To th' Gallows. I do not like such raising; let's be honest; And though we cannot make a full discovery Of this so close and intricate proceeding, we'll intimate some fears that may betray him To jealousy and care; that watchful eyes Observing him; if aught should be attempted, It may be stifled by prevention in the first birth. His favours yet deserve We should preserve him. Yes, I would preserve him. But chiefly from the dangers incident To such a vain ambition, into which he's flattered by his father: but upon What ground, I do not think the devil owns A perfect knowledge: Sure he cannot think There's power in his success to make him popular, And lead the multitude in their disorder To wish an innovation first, then practise it. He saith it is his right. But where's the testimony? Hell on these dark devices. Well, let's be Like valiant Soldiers in the Rear, that dare Go on, whilst the front stands to be their bulwark: But breaches made therein to show them danger, In flight they put their safety. Let's observe, And add more to our knowledge; then resolve: He that pursues an act that is attended With doubtful issues, for the means had need Of policy and force to make it speed.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Unfortunate Mother
AuthorNabbes, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1640
First performance / composition (Annals)1640
Company (BritDrama)Unacted
Genre (British Drama)not in BritDrama
Play typeCloset/Unacted;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1134 · TCP A07979 · DEEP 963
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1632–1706 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 21 of 26 in this edition
Length495 words · 640 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.865 (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)
Melissa, I doe find your inclination: And though my zeale intended your advancement Which you your selfe refuse; yet my: indulgence Tyes up mine anger: onely I must wish you Consider throughly. Sir, my duty shall not Give way to any act without your liking; Although I have desires I can restraine them From satisfaction. Would Fidelio were not His love, a love diverts her. There are meanes; You understand my Lord: but yet I doe not advise you to it. Thou art wise Cardente, And canst be secret too; for thou and I Know something hidden to the world: 'Tis better Give her some Philter, that may raise in her A flame towards the Duke. But is there vertue in any such? My youth hath made experience, And I am furnisht with that is powerfull: I beare it still about me. Good my Lord Impart it to my use; I faine would have A Husband yet. Why thou maist have Fidelio, A yong and handsome Lord. It chiefly workes Upon such disproportions; share it justly, You both must take it; for in that consists The magick Sympathy. Ile to my Closet And pray, then love. Polemici, where left you My valiant Sonne? Notho! hee's in the presence. When you returne, desire him meet me in The Grove behind the Garden. I scarce thinke Hee'l owne you when hee's Duke: Vittorio, What think'st thou of this riddle? 'Tis a hard one, he to be Duke and lawfull! He beginnes To forme himselfe fit for't: he takes survey Of all that he supposeth shortly must Bow to his humour: tell's me hee'l new mould The State, and we shall be advanc'd. To th' Gallowes▪ I doe not like such raysing; let's be honest; And though we cannot make a full discovery Of this so close and intricate proceeding, Wee'l intimate some feares that may betray him To jealousie and care; that watchfull eyes Observing him; if ought should be attempted, It may be stifled by prevention in the first birth. His favours yet deserve We should preserve him. Yes, I would preserve him. But chiefly from the dangers incident To such a vaine ambition, into which Hee's flatter'd by his father▪ but upon What ground, I doe not thinke the divell ownes A perfect knowledge: Sure he cannot thinke There's power in his successe to make him popular, And leade the multitude in their disorder To wish an innovation first, then practise it. He saith it is his right. But where's the testimony? Hell on these darke devises. Well, let's be Like valiant Souldiers in the Reare, that dare Goe on, whilst the front stands to be their bulwarke: But breaches made therein to shew them danger, In flight they put their safety. Let's observe, And adde more to our knowledge; then resolve: He that persues an act that is attended With doubtfull issues, for the meanes had need Of policy and force to make it speed.