Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Alphonsus, King of Aragon · chunk 10 of 22

Greene, Robert · published 1599 · first performed or written 1587 [1587-1588] (Annals)
romance · Queen Elizabeth's Men (?)
unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 475 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T53: crown, king, state, life, lord, lords, live, queen, tullia, prince.

Forced by thy charm though with unwilling mind: I haste to hell, the certainty to find. Now peerless Princes I must needs be gone, My hasty business calls me from this place. There resteth nought, but that you bear in mind, What Amurack in this his fit doth say. For mark what dreaming madam he doth prate: Assure yourself, that that shallbe his fate. Though very loath to let thee so depart, Farewell Medea, easer of my heart. What Amurack dost thou begin to nod? Is this the care that thou hast of thy wars? As when thou shouldst be prancing of thy steed, To egg thy soldiers forward in thy wars: Thou sittest moping by the fire side? See where thy Viceroys grovel on the ground. Look where Belinus breatheth forth his ghost. Behold by millions how thy men do fall Before Alphonsus like to silly sheep. And canst thou stand still lazing in this sort? No proud Alphonsus, Amurack doth fly To quail thy courage, and that speedily. And dost thou think thou proud injurious God, Mahound I mean since thy vain prophecies Led Amurack into this doleful case, To have his Princely feet in irons clapped, Which erst the proudest kings were forced to kiss, That thou shalt scape unpunished for the same? No no, assoon as by the help of Ioue, I scape this bondage, down go all thy groves. Thy altars tumble round about the streets. And whereas erst we sacrificed to thee: Now all the Turks thy mortal foes shall be. Behold the gem and jewel of mine age, See where she comes, whose heavenly majesty Doth far surpass the brave and gorgeous pace Which Cytherea daughter unto Ioue, Did put in ure whenas she had obtained The golden Apple at the shepherds hands. See worthy Fausta where Alphonsus stands, Whose valiant courage could not daunted be, bridled my thoughts, and pressed down my rage, In recompense of which my good intent, I have received this woeful banishment. Woeful said I? nay happy I did mean, If that be happy, which doth set one free: For by this means, I do not doubt ere long, But Fausta shall with ease, revenge her wrong. Come daughter come, my mind foretelleth me: That Amurack shall soon requited be. Fausta, what means this sudden flight of yours? Why do you leave your husband's princely Court, And all alone pass through these thickest groves, More fit to harbour brutish savage beasts, Then to receive so high a Queen as you? Although your credit would not stay your steps, From bending them into these darkish dens, Yet should the danger which is imminent, To every one which passeth by these paths, Keep you at home with fair Iphigina. What foolth toy hath tickled you to this? I greatly fear some hap hath hit amiss.
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PlayAlphonsus, King of Aragon
AuthorGreene, Robert
Publication year (edition)1599
First performance / composition (Annals)1587 [1587-1588]
First performance (BritDrama)1587 [1587-1589]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Elizabeth's Men (?)
Genre (British Drama)romance
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 357 · TCP A02091 · DEEP 275
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 589–650 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 10 of 22 in this edition
Length475 words · 659 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T53 — The crown: kingship claimed, resigned and seized at 0.808
Other seedsseed 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)
Forst by thy charme though with vnwilling minde: I hast to hell, the certaintie to finde. Now peerles Princes I must needs be gon, My hast bunsesse calls me from this place. There resteth nought, but that you beare in minde, What Amuracke in this his fit doth say. For marke what dreaming madam he doth prate: Assure your selfe, that that shalbe his fate. Though very loth to let thee so depart, Farewell Medea, easer of my hart. What Amurack doest thou begin to nod? Is this the care that thou hast of thy warres? As when thou shouldst be prancing of thy steed, To egge thy souldiers forward in thy warres: Thou sittest moping by the fire side? See where thy Viceroies grouell on the ground. Looke where Belinus breatheth forth his ghost. Behold by millions how thy men do fall Before Alphonsus like to sillie sheepe. And canst thou stand still lazing in this sort? No proud Alphonsus, Amurack doth flie To quaile thy courage, and that speedilie. And doest thou think thou proud iniurious God, Mahound I meane since thy vaine prophesies Led Amurack into this dolefull case, To haue his Princely feete in irons clapt, Which erst the proudest kings were fost to kisse, That thou shalt scape vnpunisht for the same? No no, assoone as by the helpe of Ioue, I scape this bondage, downe go all thy groues. Thy alters tumble round about the streets. And whereas erst we sacrifisde to thee: Now all the Turks thy mortall foes shall bee. Behold the Iemme and Iewel of mine age, See where she comes, whose heauenly maiestie Doth far surpasse the braue and gorgeous pace Which Cytherea daughter vnto Ioue, Did put in vre when as she had obtaind The golden Apple at the shepheards hands. See worth Fausta where Alphonsus stands, Whose valiant courage could not daunted be, Brid'ed my thoughts, and pressed downe my rage, In recompence of which my good intent, I hue receiu'd this wofull bamshment. Wol said I? nay happie I did meane, If that be happie, which doth set one free: For by this meanes, I do not doubt ere long, But Fausta shall with ease, reuenge her wrong. Come daughter come, my minde forelleth me: That Amuracke shall soone requited be. Fausta, what meanes this sudden flight of yours? Why do you leaue your husbands princely Court, And all alone passe through these thickest groues, More fit to harbour brutish sauadge beasts, Then to receiue so high a Queene as you? Although your credit would not stay your steps, From bending them into these daikish dennes, Yet should the daunger which is imminent, To euery one which passeth by these pathes, Keepe you at home with faye Iphigina. What foolh toy hath tickled you to this? I greatly feare some hap hath hit amis.