Marston, John / Webster, John · published 1604 · first performed or written 1604 [1602-1604] (Annals) tragicomedy · Children of the Chapel (second) T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.78 · 503 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
Now good Elysium, what a delicious heaven is it for a man to be in a Prince's favour: O sweet God O pleasure! O fortune! O all thou best of life! what should I think: what say? what do? to be a favourite? a minion? to have a general timorous respect, observe a man, a stateful silence in his presence, solitariness in his absence, a confused hum, and busy murmur of obsequious suitors training him; the cloth held up, and way proclaimed before him: Petitionary vassals licking the pavement with their slavish knees, whilst some odd palace lamprels that engender with snakes, and are full of eyes on both sides, with a kind of insinuated humbleness, fix all their delights upon his brow: O blessed state, what a ravishing prospect doth the Olympus of favour yield▪ Death, I cornute the Duke: sweet women, most sweet Ladies, nay Angels; by heaven he is more accursed then a devil that hates you, or is hated by you, and happier than a God that loves you, or is beloved by you; you preservers of mankind, life blood of society, who would live, nay who can live without you? O Paradise, how majestical is your austerer presence? how imperiously chaste is your more modest face? but O! how full of ravishing attraction is your pretty, petulant, langushing, laciviously-composed countenance: these amorous smiles, those soul-warming sparkling glances, ardent as those flames that singed the world by heedless Phaeton; in body how delicate, in soul how witty, in discourse how pregnant, in life how wary, in favours how judicious, in day how sociable, and in night how? O pleasure unutterable, indeed it is most certain, one man cannot deserve only to enjoy a beauteous woman: but a Duchess? in despite of Phoebus I'll write a sonnet instantly in praise of her. And be't possible? Mendoza slight me, possible? Possible? what can be strange in him that's drunk with favour, Grows insolent with grace? speak Maquerelle, speak. To speak feelingly, more, more richly in solid sense then worthless words, give me those jewels of your ears to receive my enforced duty, as for my part 'tis well * known I can put any thing; can bear patiently with any man: But when I heard he wronged your precious sweetness, I was enforced to take deep offence; 'tis most certain he loves Emilia with high appetite; and as she told me (as you know we women impart our secrets one to another,) when she repulsed his suit, in that he was possessed with your endeared grace: Mendoza most ingratefully renounced all faith to you. Nay, called you, speak Maquerelle, speak. By heaven witch: dried biscuit, and contested blushlessly he loved you but for a spurt, or so. For maintenance. Advancement and regard. O villain! O impudent Mendoza. Nay he is the rustiest jade, the foulest mouthed knave in railing against our sex: he will rail against women. How? how? I am ashamed to speak't, I. I love to hate him▪ speak.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 258–270 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 8 of 38 in this edition
Length
503 words · 709 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honourcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.778 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 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)
Now good Elizium, what a delicious heauen is it for a man to be in a Princes fauour: O sweete God! O pleasure! O fortune! O all thou best of life! what should I thinke: what say? what do? to be a fauorite? a minion? to haue a generall timerous respect, obserue a man, a statefull silence in his presence, solitarinesse in his absence, a confused hum, and busie murmure of obsequious suters training him; the cloth held vp, and way proclaimed before him: Petitionary vassalls licking the pauement with their slauish knees, whilst some odde pallace Lampreels that ingender with snakes, and are full of eyes on both sides, with a kinde of insinuated humblenesse, fixe all their delightes vpon his brow: O blessed state, what a rauishing prospect doth the Olympus of fauour yeeld▪ Death, I cornute the Duke: sweete women, most sweete Ladies, nay Angells; by heauen he is more accursed then a diuell that hates you, or is hated by you, and happier then a God that loues you, or is beloued by you; you preseruers of mankinde, life blood of society, who would liue, nay who can liue without you? O Paradice, how maiesticall is your austerer presence? how imperiously chaste is your more modest face? but O! how full of rauishing attraction is your prettie, petulant, langushing, laciuiously-composed countenance: these amorous smiles, those soule-warming sparkling glances, ardent as those flames that sing'd the world by heedelesse Phaeton; in body how delicate, in soule how wittie, in discourse how pregnant, in life how warie, in fauours how iuditious, in day how sociable, and in night how? O pleasure vnutterable, indeede it is most certaine, one man cannot deserue onely to inioy a beauteous woman: but a Dutchesse? in despight of Phoebus Ile write a sonnet instantly in praise of her. And ist possible? Mendoza slight me, possible? Possible? what can be strange in him that's drunke with favor, Growes insolent with grace? speake Maqerelle, speake. To speake feelingly, more, more richly in olide sence then worthlesse wordes, give me those jewells of your eares to receiue my inforced dutie, as for my part tis well knowne I can put any thing; can beae patiently with any man: But when I heard he wronged your pretious sweetenes, I was inforced to take deepe offence; Tis most certaine he loues Emilia with high appetite; and as she told me (as you know we women impart our secrets one to another,) when she repulsed his suite, in that hee was possessed with your indeered grace: Mendoza most ingratefully renounced all faith to you. Nay, cal'd you, speake Maquerelle, speake. By heauen witch: dride bisquet, and contested blushlesly he lou'd you but for a spurt, or so. For maintenance. Aduancement and regard. O villaine! O impudent Mendoza. Nay he is the rustiest jade, the fowlest mouthd knaue in railing against our sex: he will raile against women. How? how? I am asham'd to speak't, I. I loue to hate him▪ speake.