The Devil's Charter, or Pope Alexander the Sixth · chunk 8 of 45
Barnes, Barnabe · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · before the Court T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy typicality 0.65 · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
Lucretia cast off all servile fear, Revenge thyself upon thy jealous husband Tt thine honor, wrong'd thy bed: Fear not; with resolution act his death: L ace in policies thee Lucrece: now prove Caesar's Sister, y sratagems as hee: have found examples in all times. If womanly thou melt the then call to mind, wrathful fury, indeous : murder of her only son, A Dauhters (all but one) i one night, their husbands sleeping slew. My cause as just as theirs, my heart as resolute, My hands as ready. Gismond I come, hailed on with fury to revenge these wrongs And love imprisoned with thy jealousy, I haue deised such a cuious sare, As jealous Vulcan never yet devised, To grasp his arms unable to resist, Death's instruments enclosed in these hands. You Dauhers of gumme Erebus, Which spit out vengeance from your viperous heirs, Infuse a threefold vigor in these arms; Imarble av-d_c my strong indurate heart, To consumate the pl o my reuenge. Here comes the subject of my Tragedy. What my Lucretia walking alone? These solitary passions should bewray Some discontentment, and those gracious eyes Seem to be mooned with anger, not with love: Tell me Lucretia, may thy Gismond know? Demandest thou the cause miutious Gismond? When like a recluse (shut up from the world) I live close prisoner to thy jealousy? The Esperian Dragons kept not with more watch, The golden fruit than thou my fatal beauty: Thou wouldst exclude me from the sight of Sun, But that his beames break trough some cusies Thou wouldst debar me from the common air, But that against my will I suck it in, breath it out in scalding sighs again: Were I in Naxos where no noise is heard But Nmes age ghts but ruthelesse rocks. Or in the Libian deserts, or exchanged This Hemisphe o Rome for Intodes, Were not so glorious as to dwell in Rome, Banished from sight and conference of friends. thou my jealousy? may blame thy beauty, And love imprisoned in those amorous looks: fear the suns reflections on thy face, lest he more wondering at thy precious eyes, Than any nymphs which he most honoured, Should bear thee to some other Paradise, And rob me, silly man, of this world's joy. I fear the winds least amorous Ioue in them, (Envying such precious nature amongst men) With extreme passion hence should hurry thee. Oh love is full of fear all things I fear, By which I might be frustrate of thy love. scoff'st thou me Gismond with continual taunts? Oh God of heavens, shall I both suffer shame And scorn, with such despised captivity. Here in the presence of the powers in Heaven, I do not speak on scorn, but in mere love: And further Lucrese, (of thy clemency, For love, and beauty, both are rich in bounty) Forgive me what is past, and I will swear, Never to vex thee with more jealousy.
nodes 460–529 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 8 of 45 in this edition
Length
493 words · 684 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T23 — Husbands, wives and jealousycross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.653 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T26 · seed 44: T28 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Lucretia cast off all seruile feare, Reuenge ty see vpon thy iealous husband Tt thine honor, wrong'd thy bed: Fre not; wth resolution act his death: L ace in policies now proue Caesars Sister, y sratagems as hee: aue found examples in all times. thou mlt he cll to minde, wrath fll furie, indeous : ther of her onely sonne, A Dauhters (all but one) i one night, their husbands sleeping slew. My as ust as theirs, my heart as resolute, My hands as ready. Gsmond I come, Hald on with furie o reuenge these wrongs And loue impson'd with thy iealousie, I haue deised such a cuious sare, As neuer yet deuis'd, To grape hs armes vable to resst, Daths isruments inclosed in these hands. You Dauhers of gumme Erebus, Which spit out vengece from your vipeous heires, Infe a three- g in these armes; Ible rng indurate heart, To consumate the pl o my reuenge. Heere comes the snect of my Tragedy. Wat my Lucretia walking alone? The solitarie assions should bewray Some discontentment, and those gracious eyes Seeme to be moon'd with anger, not with loue: Tell me Lucretia, may thy Gismond know? Demaundst thu the cause miutious Gismond? When like a reduse (shut vp from he world) I liue close prisoner to thy iealousie? The Esperian Dragons kept not with more watch, The golden ruit then thou my fatall beauty: Thou wouldst exclude me from the sght of Sunne, But that his beames break trough some cusies Thou woulst dbare me om the common ayre, that against my will I uck it in, Ad breat it out in sealding sighes againe: Were I in Nxos no nose is head But Nmes age ghts but ruthelesse rocks. Or in te Libin esers or exhang'd This Hemisphe o Rome for Intodes, Wee ot so gous as to dwell in Rome, Bah'd and conference f friends. tou my ielouse? may blame thy beauty, And loue imson'd in those amoous lookes: eae the efectos on thy face, Least he more wondring at thy precious eyes, Then any Nimphes whch he most honoed, Shoud beare thee to some other Paradice, And ob me, silly man, of this worlds ioy. I eare the windes least amorous Ioue in them, (Enuying such pretious nature amongt men) With extreame passion hence should hurry thee. Oh loue is full of feae all things I feare, By which I mght be frustrate of thy loue. Scoffst thou mee Gisond wih continuall taunts? Oh God of heauens, shall both suffer shame And scorne, with such dispisd captiuitie. Here in the presence of the powers in Heauen, I doe not speake n scorne, but in meere loue: And further Lucrese, (of thy clemencie, For loue, and bautie▪ both are riche in bountie) Frgiue me what is past, and I will sweare, Neuer to vex thee with more ielousie.