Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Woman Hater (The Hungry Courtier) · chunk 38 of 46

Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals)
comedy · Children of Paul's (second)
unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 491 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.

Treason, horrible treason, I hope to have the leading of thee to prison, and prick thee on i'th' arse with a halberd: to have him hanged that salutes thee, and call all those in question, that spit not upon thee. My thread is spun, yet might I but call for this dish of meat at the gallous, in stead of a Psalm, it were to be endured: the Curtain opens, now my end draws on. Gentlemen I am not empty of weighty occasions at this time; I pray you your business. My Lord, I think we have discovered one of the most bloody Traitors, that ever the world held. signor Lazarillo, I am glad you're one of this discovery, give me your hand. My Lord that is the Traitor. Keep him off, I would not for my whole estate have touched him. My Lord. Peace Sir, I know the devil is at your tongue's end, to furnish you with speeches? what are the particulars? you charge him with. We have conferred our notes, & have extracted that, which we will justify upon our oaths. That he would be greater than the Duke, that he had cast plots for this, and meant to corrupt some to betray him, that he would burn the City, kill the Duke, and poison the privy Council; and lastly kill himself. Though thou deserv'st justly to be hanged, with silence yet I allow thee to speak, be short. My Lord, so many my greatest wish succeed, So may I live, and compass what I seek, As I had never treason in my thoughts, Nor ever did conspire the overthrow Of any creatures, but of brutish beasts, Fowls, Fishes, and such other humane food As is provided for the good of man, If stealing Custards, Tarts, and Florentines By some late Statute be created treason; How many fellow Courtiers can I bring, Whose long attendance, and experience, Hath made them deeper in the plot than I. Peace, such hath ever been the clemency of my gracious master the Duke, in all his proceedings, that I had thought, and thought I had thought rightly; that malice would long ere this, have hid herself in her den, and have turned her own sting against her own heart: but I well now perceive; that so forward is the disposition of a depraved nature; that it doth not only seek revenge, where it hath received injuries; but many times thirst after their destruction, where it hath met with benefits. But my good Lord— Let's gag him. Peace again, but many times thirst after destruction, where it hath met with benefits; there I left: Such, & no better are the business, that we have now in hand. he's excellently spoken. he'll wind a traitor I warrant him. But surely methinks, setting aside the touch of Conscience, and all other inward convulsions. he'll be hanged, I know by that word. Your Lordship may consider—
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PlayThe Woman Hater (The Hungry Courtier)
AuthorBeaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John
Publication year (edition)1607
First performance / composition (Annals)1606
First performance (BritDrama)1606 [1604-1607]
Company (BritDrama)Children of Paul's (second)
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional;Adult Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 577 · TCP A06458 · DEEP 469
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1178–1209 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 38 of 46 in this edition
Length491 words · 638 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T1 — Death, grief and revenge at 0.753
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)
Treason, horrible treason, I hope to haue the leading of thee to prison, and pricke thee on 'ith arse with a halbert: to haue him heng'd that salutes thee, and call all those in question, that spit not vpon thee. My thred is spunne, yet might I but call for this dish of meat at the gallous, in stead of a Psalme, it were to be indur'd: the Curtaine opens, now my end drawes on. Gentlemen I am not emptie of waightie occasions at this time; I pray you your busines. My Lord, I thinke wee haue discouer'd one of the most blodie Traitors, that euer the world held. Signior Lazarillo, I am glad ye'are one of this discouery, giue me your hand. My Lord that is the Traitor. Keepe him off, I would not for my whole estate haue toucht him. My Lord. Peace Sir, I know the diuel is at your tongues end, to furnish you with speeches? what are the particulars? you charge him with. We haue confer'd our notes, & haue extracted that, which we will iustifie vpon our oathes. That he would bee greater then the Duke, that he had cast plots for this, and meant to corrupt some to betray him, that he would burne the Cittie, kill the Duke, and poyson the priuie Councell; and lastly kill himselfe. Though thou deseru'st iustly to bee hanged, with silence yet I allow thee to speake, be short. My Lord, so many my greatest wish succeed, So may I liue, and compasse what I seeke, As I had neuer treason in my thoughts, Nor euer did conspire the ouerthrow Of any creatures, but of brutish beasts, Fowles, Fishes, and such other humaine food As is prouided for the good of man, If stealing Custards, Tarts, and Florentines By some late Statute be created treason; How many fellow Courtiers can I bring, Whose long attendance, and experience, Hath made them deeper in the plot then I. Peace, such hath euer beene the clemencie of my gratious maister the Duke, in all his proceedings, that I had thought, and thought I had thought rightly; that mallice would long ere this, haue hid her selfe in her den, and haue turn'd her owne sting against her owne heart: but I well now perceiue; that so forward is the disposition of a depraued nature; that it doth not onely seeke reuenge, where it hath receiued iniuries; but many times thirst after their destruction, where it hath met with benefits. But my good Lord— Lets gagge him. Peace againe, but many times thirst after distruction, where it hath met with benefits; there I left: Such, & no better are the busines, that we haue now in hand. Hee's excellently spoken. Hee'l wind a Tratour I warrant him. But surely me thinkes, setting aside the touch of Conscience, and all other inward convulsions. Hee'l be hang'd, I know by that word. Your Lordship may consider—