Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Although I do not doubt most learned Judges, That your grave judgements would acquit my son Without more proofs than by the sequel of This business doth appear, yet to the end To make his innocence the more perspicuous Which hath so long strived to break through this cloud Of falsehood and deceit, I here have brought you Thisbe's confession, and her hand subscribed For confirmation of it, please you see What it contains. When did she write this? Presently upon Her poisonous draught, her conscience prompting her Unto so good an action. Was't voluntarily done without constraint? Yes, for what force hath power to work upon The settled resolution of a person Whom death is ready for to seize upon? I came free from her, the confession was Her own invention, and the hand her own. But will you swear to this? I will, and safely. By all the gods 'tis true, else let me be Struck with their thunder for my perjury. It is enough, we do acquit your son, Long may he live the comfort of your age; So now dismiss the people, it is done. Thus innocence shines clearer than the sun. Now will he bend or break, yield or endure More punishment? how do his fetters please him? How doth he bear his stripes? With patience And manly fortitude beyond belief, Takes glory in his sufferings, and becomes More unrelenting now then heretofore. What a strange nature hath this savage man, Will nothing work upon it? cannot love Persuade him, nor the force of punishment Compel him to humanity? some Tigress Or she Wolf in the forest was his nurse. Is there no hope he will relent in time? Our labour's lost in the attempting it, He hath Cariclea still before his eyes, Lodgeth her in his heart, his mouth expressed it; I heard him to exclaim thus, dear Cariclea, My love, my life, my heart, thy only name Makes me despise my torments, and in thee I'm comforted whatever fall to me; Whereby I'm confident she is his wife, Or secret mistress, wherefore if you please, Let's (as the proverb saith) cast our last anchor, And seek some means to rid her of her life, For when he knows she's dead, 'tis very likely He'll change his mind, when hope of love is gone. Thy counsel pleaseth me, and i'll command This stop to be removed presently. How, will you do it without course of Law Or orderly proceeding, who will do In this point your commandment? for although All things are subject to you, yet the laws Are free, and will not let you kill without The judgement of the Persian magistrates; Besides we should be careful how we did Accuse the maid, lest we should not be able To prove what we do lay unto her charge. How then shall we contrive it? Daintily, By a more sure and far more safe a way, By a strong subtle cup of deadly poison, The plot is laid already, and the potion Prepared, I stay but only for the patient T'administer it. Is any gone to call her?
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524 words · 667 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.766 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T7 · seed 44: T1 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Although I doe not doubt moſt learned Judges, That your grave judgements would acquit my ſonne Without more proofes then by the ſequele of This buſineſſe doth appeare, yet to the end To make his innocence the more perſpicuous Which hath ſo long ſtriv'd to breake through this cloud Of falſhood and deceit, I here have brought you Thisbes confeſſion, and her hand ſubſcrib'd For confirmation of it, pleaſe you ſee What it containes. When did ſhe write this? Preſently upon Her poiſonous draught, her conſcience prompting her Unto ſo good an action. Was't voluntarily done without conſtraint? Yes, for what force hath power to worke upon The ſetled reſolution of a perſon Whom death is ready for to ſeiſe upon? I came free from her, the confeſſion was Her owne invention, and the hand her owne. But will you ſweare to tis? I will, and ſafely. By all the gods tis true, elſe let me be Strucke with their thunder for my perjury. It is ynough, we doe acquit your ſonne, Long may he live the comfort of your age; So now diſmiſſe the people, it is done. Thus innocence ſhines cleerer then the ſun. Now will he bend or breake, yeeld or endure More puniſhment? how doe his fetters pleaſe him? How doth he beare his ſtripes? With patience And manly fortitude beyond beliefe, Takes glory in his ſufferings, and becomes More unrelenting now then heretofore. What a ſtrange nature hath this ſavage man, Will nothing worke upon it? cannot love Perſwade him, nor the force of puniſhment Compell him to humanity? ſome Tigreſſe Or ſhe Wolfe in the foreſt was his nurſe. Is there no hope he will relent in time? Our labour's loſt in the attempting it, He hath Cariclea ſtill before his eyes, Lodgeth her in his heart, his mouth expreſs'd it; I heard him to exclaime thus, deare Cariclea, My love, my life, my heart, thy onely name Makes me deſpiſe my torments, and in thee I'm comforted what ever fall to me; Whereby I'm confident ſhe is his wife, Or ſecret miſtris, wherefore if you pleaſe, Lets (as the proverbe ſaith) caſt our laſt anckor, And ſeeke ſome meanes to rid her of her life, For when he knows ſhe's dead, tis very likely He'll change his minde, when hope of love is gone. Thy counſell pleaſeth me, and i'le command This ſtoppe to be removed preſentlie. How, will you doe it without courſe of Law Or ordelie proceeding, who will doe In this pointe your commandment? for although All things are ſubject to you, yet the laws Are free, and will not let you kill without The judgment of the Perſian magiſtrates; Beſides we ſhould be carefull how we did Accuſe the maid, leaſt we ſhould not be able To proe what we doe lay unto her charge. How then ſhall we contrive it? Dintily, By a more ſure and farre more ſafe a way, By a ſtrong ſubtle cuppe of deadlie poiſon, The plot is layd alreadie, and the potion Pepar'd, I ſtay but onely for the patient T'adminiſter it. Is any gone to call her?