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 0.83 · 516 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.
Why when Emillia scorned his base unsteddines the black throated rascal scolded, and said. What? Troth 'tis too shameless. What said he? Why that at four women were fools, at fourteen drabs, at forty bawds, at fourscore witches, and a hundred cats. O unlimitable impudency! But as for poor Ferneze's fixed heart, Was never shadeless meadow drier parched, Under the scorching heat of heavens dog, Then is my heart with your enforcing eyes. A hot simile. Your smiles have been my heaven, your frowns my hell, O pity then; grace should with beauty dwell. Reasonable perfect bir-lady. I will love thee, be it but in despite Of that Mendoza: witch! Ferneze: witch! Ferneze thou art the Duchess favourite, Be faithful, private, but 'tis dangerous. His love is lifeless, that for love fears breath, The worst that's due to sin, O would 'twere death. Enjoy my favour, I will be sick instantly & take physic, Therefore in depth of night visit. Visit her chamber, but conditionally, you shall not offend her bed: By this diamond. By this diamond— Nor tarry longer than you please: By this ruby. By this ruby.— And that the door shall not creak. And that the door shall not creak. Nay but swear. By this purse.— Go to, I'll keep your oaths for you: remember, visit. Dried biscuit! look where the base wretch comes. Beauty's life, heavens model, loves Queen. That's his Aemilia. Nature's triumph, best on earth. Meaning Aemilia. Thou only wonder that the world hath seen. That's Aemilia. Must I then hear her praised Mendoza? Madam, your excellency is graciously encountered; I have been writing passionate flashes in honour of.— Out villain, villain: O judgement, where have been my eyes? what bewitched election made me dote on thee? what sorcery made me love thee? but be gone, bury thy head: O that I could do more than loath thee: hence worst of ill: No reason ask, our reason is our will. Women? nay furies, nay worse, for they torment only the bad, but women good and bad. Damnation of mankind: breath, hast thou praised them for this? And be't you Ferneze are wriggled into smock grace? sit sure, O that I could rail against these monsters in nature, models of hell, curse of the earth, women that dare attempt any thing, and what they attempt, they care not how they accomplish, without all premeditation or prevention, rash in ask, desperate in working, impatient in suffering, extreme in desiring, slaves unto appetite, mistresses in dissembling, only constant in unconstancy, only perfect in counterfeiting: their words are feigned, their eyes forged, their sights dissembled, their looks counterfeit, their hair false, their given hopes deceitful, their very breath artificial▪ Their blood is their only God: Bad clothes, and old age, are only the devils they tremble at. That I could rail now! A mischief fill thy throat, thou fowl jawed slave: Say thy prayers. I ha' forgot 'em. Thou shalt die. So shalt thou; I am heart mad. I am horn mad. Extreme mad. Monstrously mad. Why? Why? thou, thou hast dishonoured my bed.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 271–323 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 38 in this edition
Length
516 words · 755 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honourcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.827 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
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seed 43: T0 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Why when Emillia scornde his base vnsteddines the blacke throated rascall scoulded, and sayde. What? Troth t'is too shamelesse. What said hee? Why that at foure women were fooles, at fourete drabbes, at fortie baudes, at fourescore witches, and a hundred cattes. O vnlimitable impudencie! But as for poore Fernezes fixed heart, Was neuer shadelesse meadow drier parcht, Vnder the scortching heate of heauens dog, Then is my heart with your inforcing eyes. A hote simile. Your smiles haue beene my heauen, your frownes my hell, O pittie then; Gace should with beautie dwell. Reasonable perfect bir-lady. I will loue thee, be it but in despight Of that Mendoza: witch! Ferneze: witch! Ferneze thou art the Dutches fauorite, Be faithfull, priuate, but tis dangerous. "His loue is liuelesse, that for loue feares breath, "The worst that's due to sinne, O would t'were death. Enioy my fauour, I will be sicke instantly & take phisick, Therefore in deapth of night visite. Visite her chamber, but conditionally, you shall not offend her bed: By this diamond. By this diamond— Nor tarry longer than you please: By this ruby. By this ruby.— And that the doore shall not creake. And that the doore shall not creake. Nay but sweare. By this purse.— Go to, Ile keepe your oathes for you: remember, visit. Dri'd bisquet! looke where the base wretch comes. Beauties life, heauens modell, loues Queene. That's his Aemilia. Natures triumph, best on earth. Meaning Aemilia. Thou onely wonder that the world hath seene. That's Aemilia. Must I then heare her praisde Mendoza? Madam, your excellency is gratiously incountred; I haue beene writing passionate flashes in honor of.— Out villaine, villaine: O iudgement, where haue beene my eyes? what bewitched election made me dote on thee? what sorcery made me loue thee? but be gone, bury thy head: O that I could do more then loathe thee: hence worst of ill: No reason aske, our reason is our will. Women? nay furies, nay worse, for they torment onely the bad, but women good and bad. Damnation of mankinde: breath, hast thou praisde them for this? And ist you Ferneze are wrigled into smocke grace? sit sure, O that I could raile against these monsters in nature, modells of hell, curse of the earth, women that dare attempt any thing, and what they attempt, they care not how they accomplish, without all premeditation or preuention, rash in asking, desperate in working, impatient in suffering, extreame in desiring, slaues vnto appetite, mistrisses in dissembling, only constant in vnconstancie, onely perfect in counterfaiting: their wordes are fained, their eyes forged, their sights dissembled, their lookes counterfait, their haire false, their giuen hopes deceitfull, their very breath artificiall▪ Their blood is their onely God: Bad clothes, and old age, are onely the diuells they tremble at. That I could raile now! A mischiefe fill thy throate, thou fowle iaw'd slaue Say thy praiers. I ha forgot vm. Thou shalt die. So shalt thou; I am heart mad. I am horne mad. Extreame mad. Monstrously mad. Why? Why? thou, thou hast dishonoured my bed.