Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Darius · chunk 23 of 34

Alexander, William · published 1604 · first performed or written 1603 (Annals)
tragedy
unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 510 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.

But since you purge you so, I'll not arraign you, Not further call your loyalty in doubt: But in the same degree of grace retain you, That you were in before these words broke out. I think that Patron looks with speaking eyes, As if his mind were mightily perplexed: Come, Patron, tell what in thy bosom lies, Wherewith thou seemest so wonderfully vexed. Sir, I would speak in privy, If I could, That which th'affection of my soul affords: It must be sealed with silence, and I would That none were present to report my words. Of fifty thousand Greeks four only rest, Companions in all perils with your host: Alike with you delighted and distressed: As faithful now as when you flourished most. Where you remain we must remain with you: All kind of fortunes have us joined together. Appoint our tents for your Pavilion now; And we will guard you, if that you come thither. We have abandoned Greece, our native soil: We have no Bactria to be our retreat: Our hope is all in you: those that would spoil Us of your person ruin all our state. Would God that all your army did their due: To use more words th'occasion is not fit. I should not urge you, if your own were true, Your custody to strangers to commit. What sudden accident doth this dismay you That you such inconveniences forecast? Sir, Bessus and Narbazanes betray you! This day to you, or them will be the last. They feign repentance only to dissemble, Till every thing be for the fact prepared. Their friends in haste do all their force assemble, And once ere night mind to invade your guard. I credit you: but yet I cannot wrong My subjects so, to think of them the worst: Shall I leave them who followed me so long? By doing so to make myself accursed. I will await on what the heavens will offer, For who can stand when fates his fall conspire? Among mine own I willingly will suffer. I live too long if they my death desire. Take heed, Sir, to this subtle-witted Greek: The Grecian faith to all the world is known. I am informed he by all means doth seek To win his grace who hath your state o'erthrown. And marvel not though mercenary men, Who sell themselves, sell all: believe them never. They have no God but gold, nor house: how then Can they be constant that are changing ever? Although that he preoccupy you thus, And others who themselves abuse your Grace: Faith shall be found inviolate in us, When our accuser dare not show his face. Who hope to have of Alexander gain, Or honour to be false, they have no reason: No man on earth doth traitors more disdain, Nor more severely will b'avenged on treason. Well, Sir, you shall see shortly what we are: I will go see your Ensigns all displayed. It's better now since things are gone so far, Then seem for to mistrust, to be betrayed.
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PlayDarius
AuthorAlexander, William
Publication year (edition)1604
First performance / composition (Annals)1603
First performance (BritDrama)1603 [1602-1603]
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeCloset/Unacted;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 446 · TCP A16527 · DEEP 5060.02
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1446–1509 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 23 of 34 in this edition
Length510 words · 652 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T50 — Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea and land at 0.748
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)
But ſince you purge you ſo, Ile not araigne you, Not further call your loyalty in doubt: But in the ſame degree of grace retaine you, That you were in before theſe wordes brake out. I thinke that Patron lookes with ſpeaking eies, As if his minde were mightily perplexed: Come, Patron, tell what in thy boſome lies, Wherewith thou ſeemeſt ſo wonderfullie vexed. Sir, I would ſpeake in priuie, If I could, That which th'affection of my ſoule affordes: It muſt be ſeal'd with ſilence, and I would That none were preſent to report my words. Of fifty thouſand Greekes foure only reſt, Companions in all perils with your hoſt: Alike with you delighted and diſtreſt: As faithfull now as when you floriſh'd moſt. Where you remaine we muſt remaine with you: All kinde of fortunes haue vs ioyn'd together. Appoint our tents for your Pauilion now; And we will guard you, if that you come thither. We haue abandon'd Greece, our natiue ſoile: We haue no Bactria to be our retreat: Our hope is all in you: thoſe that would ſpoile Vs of your perſon ruine all our ſtate. Would God that all your armie did their due: To vſe moe words th'occaſion is not fit. I ſhould not vrge you, if your owne were true, Your cuſtodie to ſtrangers to commit. What ſuddaine accident doth this diſmay you That you ſuch inconveniences forecaſt? Sir, Beſſus and Narbazanes betray you▪ This day to you, or them will be the laſt. They faine repentance onlie to diſſemble, Till euery thing be for the fact prepar'd. Their friends in haſt doe all their force aſſemble, And once ere night minde to inuade your guarde. I credite you: but yet I cannot wrong My ſubiects ſo, to thinke of them the worſt: Shall I leaue them who follow'd me ſo long? By doing ſo to make my ſelfe accurſt. I will awaite on what the heau'ns will offer, For who can ſtand when fates his fall conſpire? Among mine owne I willingly will ſuffer. I liue too long if they my death deſire. Take heede, Sir, to this ſubtile-witted Greeke: The Graecian faith to all the world is knowne. I am enform'd he by all meanes doth ſeeke To win his grace who hath your ſtate o're-throwne. And maruell not though mercenarie men, Who ſell themſelues, ſell all: beleeue them neuer. They haue no God but gold, nor houſe: how then Can they be conſtant that are changing euer? Although that he pre-occupie you thus, And others who themſelues abuſe your Grace: Faith ſhall be found inuiolate in vs, When our accuſer dare not ſhow his face. Who hope to haue of Alexander gaine, Or honour to be falſe, they haue no reaſon: No man on earth doth traitours more diſdaine, Nor more ſeuearly will b'aueng'd on treaſon. Well, Sir, you ſhall ſee ſhortlie what we are: I will goe ſee your Enſignes all diſplaied. It's better now ſince things are gone ſo farre, Then ſeeme for to miſtruſt, to be betraide.