Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Widow's Tears · chunk 41 of 43

Chapman, George · published 1612 · first performed or written 1604 [1604-1605] (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars
unassigned nearest T30 Constables, justices and the watch · 458 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T30: constable, squire, tub, clay, worship, justice, turf, mr, hun, valentine.

Why, I could have told you this before Captain; The body was borne away piece-meal by devout Ladies of Venus' order, for the man died one of Venus' martyrs. And yet I heard since 'twas seen whole ath' other side the downs upon a cowl-staff betwixt two huntsmen, to feed their dogs withal. Which was a miracle Captain. Mischief in this act hath a deep bottom; and requires more time to sound it. But you Sir, it seems, are a Soldier of the newest stamp. Know you what 'tis to forsake your stand? There's one of the bodies in your charge stolen away; how answer you that? See here comes the Governor. STand aside there. Room for a strange Governor. The perfect draft of a most brainless, imperious upstart. O desert! where wert thou, when this wooden dagger was guilded over with the Title of Governor? Peace Masters; hear my Lord. All wisdom be silent; Now speaks Authority. I am come in person to discharge justice. Of his office. The cause you shall know hereafter; and it is this. A villain, whose very sight I abhor; where is he? Let me see him. Is't Lycus you mean my Lord? Go to sirrah you're too malapert; I have heard of your Sentinels escape; look to't. My Lord, this is the Sentinel you speak of. How now Sir? what time a day be't? I can not show you precisely, an't please your Honour. What? shall we have replications? Rejoinders? Such a creature, Fool is, when he bestrides the back of Authority. Sirrah, stand you forth. It is supposed thou hast committed a most inconvenient murder upon the body of Lysander. My good Lord, I have not. Peace varlet; dost chop with me? I say it is imagined thou hast murmured Lysander. How it will be proved I know not. Thou shalt therefore presently be had to execution, as justice in such cases requireth. soldiers take him away: bring forth the Sentinel. Your Lordship will first let my defence be heard. Sirrah; I'll no fending nor proving. For my part I am satisfied, it is so: that's enough for thee. I had ever a Sympathy in my mind against him. Let him be had away. A most excellent apprehension. he's able ye see to judge of a cause at first sight, and hear but two parties. Here's a second Solon. Hear him my Lord; presumptions oftentimes, (Though likely grounded) reach not to the truth. And Truth is oft abused by likelihood. Let him be heard my Lord. Madam, content yourself. I will do justice; I will not hear him. Your late Lord, was my Honourable Predecessor: But your Ladyship must pardon me. In matters of justice I am blind. That's true.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Widow's Tears
AuthorChapman, George
Publication year (edition)1612
First performance / composition (Annals)1604 [1604-1605]
First performance (BritDrama)1605 [1603-1605]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Queen's Revels
TheaterBlackfriars;Whitefriars;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 699 · TCP A18426 · DEEP 577
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1305–1333 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 41 of 43 in this edition
Length458 words · 625 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T30 — Constables, justices and the watch at 0.694
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)
Why, I could haue told you this before Captaine; The body was borne away peece-meale by deuout Ladies of Venus order, for the man died one of Venus Martys. And yet I heard since 'twas seene whole ath' other side the downes vppon a Colestafe betwixt two huntsmen, to feede their dogges withall. Which was a miracle Captaine. Mischiefe in this act hath a deepe bottom; and requires more time to sound it. But you Sir, it seemes, are a Souldier of the newest stamp. Know you what tis to forsake your stand? There's one of the bodies in your charge stolne away; how answere you that? See here comes the Gouernour. STand aside there. Roome for a strange Gouernour. The perfect draught of a most brainelesse, imperious vpstart. O desert! where wert thou, when this woodden dagger was guilded ouer with the Title of Gouernour? Peace Masters; heare my Lord. All wisedome be silent; Now speakes Authoritie. I am come in person to discharge Iustice. Of his office. The cause you shall know hereafter; and it is this. A villaine, whose very sight I abhorre; where is he? Let mee see him. Is't Lycus you meane my Lord? Goe to sirrha y'are too malipert; I haue heard of your Sentinells escape; looke too't. My Lord, this is the Sentinell you speake of. How now Sir? what time a day ist? I can not shew you precisely, ant please your Honour. What? shall we haue replications? Reioinders? Such a creature, Foole is, when hee bestrides the back of Authoritie. Sirrha, stand you forth. It is supposed thou hast committed a most inconuenient murther vpon the body of Lysander. My good Lord, I haue not. Peace varlet; dost chop with me? I say it is imagined thou hast murther'd Lysander. How it will be prou'd I know not. Thou shalt therefore presently bee had to execution, as iustice in such cases requireth. Souldiers take him away: bring forth the Sentinell. Your Lordship will first let my defence be heard. Sirrha; Ile no fending nor prouing. For my part I am satisfied, it is so: thats enough for thee. I had euer a Sympathy in my minde against him. Let him be had away. A most excellent apprehension. Hee's able yee see to iudge of a cause at first sight, and heare but two parties. Here's a second Solon. Heare him my Lord; presumptions oftentimes, (Though likely grounded) reach not to the truth. And Truth is oft abus'd by likelyhood. Let him be heard my Lord. Madam, content your selfe. I will doe iustice; I will not heare him. Your late Lord, was my Honourable Predecessour: But your Ladiship must pardon me. In matters of iustice I am blinde. Thats true.