A Christian Turned Turk (The Two Famous Pirates) · chunk 14 of 38
Daborne, Robert · published 1612 · first performed or written 1610 [1609-1612] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown T1 Death, grief and revenge typicality 0.78 · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Ha, ha, ha. Dost laugh at aged sorrow? be just ye powers, As ye judge innocents causes, revenge ours. My money for 'em Iew, so, away with 'em. We will redeem them, pay their ransom, You redeem them? your means? All that we have a board, Such another syllable, I'll make a sale of you to. I am your first man, I'll give you 400 crowns for 'em A sale of us? Know that if all our fortunes will set them free, 'tis theirs. I'll try that, give me 400 crowns. Hear. They are yours, I'll justify the sale, Of your own fellows, countrymen do they not stand Conditioned as yourself. Who gave you patent to examine him. Forbear, because you're men of action I'll descend To give you notice they are my lawful prize, Such as denied my party, would willingly Betray me, yea all of us, into the hands Of our vowed enemies. Are you not men of war then? We are no Pirates sir, our country yields us More honest means of living. Away with; 'em more honest means of livings make 'em sure, Give us the hearing. Away with 'em. Zounds I'll set them free else. Let's take our father's blessing with us yet. All curses under heaven go with you. Is there no ear for misery to beat at? My sons, Frederick, Albert, they are gone, sent To perpetual vassalage, I loved you boys A little better than to outlive your slaveries. I will not curse thee monster, I know my thoughts Cannot arrive unto so black revenge, As shall attend thee: crack, crack, you o'erloaden strings, And set a miserable old man free, So, so, I will appeal for you my sons to yon high Court Here none but beasts of prey Tigers resort. I hate this villain, he's all blood. My heart I think would break But that in steed of words, mine eyes thus speak. How be't my noble spirits dulled with one Tragedy, Let us digest it with a gig, a catch. Some wine there, shall we to hazard? I willingly would stake my life to thine at that just game, there wants but an occasion. What's your sport? Adam's game at one whole, every male to his female How should we be furnished? I'll fit you with an Eue sir, a temptress, What is she? Your peer, a beauty that would take you From out yourself to gaze at her, The Jews wives sister. First sight of her yields thee a 100 Ducats. I'll be a conjunction copulative to join you together for the money, it is a fate follow's us soldiers when we are down: the reason is, we hold it no shame to live upon spoil of the enemy, and a greater foe to man then a whore is impossible S'hart I am prevented, the Iew panders them himself, that's she sir, that Turks her brother, his name is Crosman.
nodes 674–729 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 14 of 38 in this edition
Length
492 words · 656 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.777 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T1 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Ha, ha, ha. Dost laugh at aged sorrow? be iust ye powers, As ye iudge innocents causes, reuenge ours. My mony for 'em Iew, so, away with 'em. We will redeeme them, pay their ransome, You redeeme them? your meanes? All that we haue a board, Such another syllable, I'le make a sale of you to. I am your first man, I'le giue you 400 crownes for 'em A sale of vs? Know that if all our fortunes will set them free, 'tis theres. I'le try that, giue me 400 crownes. Heare. They are yours, I 'le iustifie the sale, Of your owne fellowes, countrymen do they not stand Condition'd as your selfe. Who gaue you pattent to examine him. Forbeare, because you're men of action Ile descend To giue you notice they are my lawfull prize, Such as deni'd my party, would willingly Betray me, yea all of vs▪ into the hands Of our vow'd enimies. Are you not men of war then? We are no Pyrats sir, our country yeelds vs More honest meanes of liuing. Away with; 'em more honest meanes of uing make 'em sure, Giue vs the hearing. Away with 'em. Zounds I'le set them free else. Let's take our fathers blessing with vs yet. All curses vnder heauen go with you. Is there no eare for misery to beate at? My sonnes, Fredericke, Albert, they are gone, sent To perpetuall vasselladge, I lou'd you boys A little better then to out-liue your slaueries. I wil not curse thee monster, I know my thoughts Cannot arriue vnto so blacke reuenge, As shall attend thee: crack, crack, you ore-loaden strings, And set a miserable old man free, So, so, I will appeale for you my sonnes to yo high Court Here none but beasts of prey Tigers resort. I hate this villaine, hee's all bloud. My heart I thinke would breake But that in steed of wordes, myne eyes thus speak. How ist my noble spirits dull'd with one Tragedy, Let vs digest it with a gig, a catch. Some wine there, shall we to hazard? I willingly would stake my life to thine at that iustgame, there wants but an occasion. What's your sport? Adams game at one whole, euery male to his female How should wee be furnisht? I'le fit you with an Eue sir, a temptresse, What is she? Your peere, a beauty that would take you From out your selfe to gaze at her, The Iewes wiues sister. First sight of her yeelds thee a 100 Duckets. I'le be a coniunction copulatiue to ioyne you together for the mony, it is a ate follow's vs souldiers when wee are downe: the reason is, wee hold it no shame to liue vpon spoile of the enemie, and a greater foe to man then a whore is impossible S'hart I am preuented, the Iew panders them himselfe, that's she sir, that Turkes her brother, his name is Crosman.