Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Cynthia's Revenge, or Maenander's Ecstasy · chunk 9 of 67

Stephens, John · published 1613 · first performed or written 1613 (Annals)
tragedy
unassigned nearest T34 Thebes and royal catastrophe: siege, sla · 456 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T34: thebes, antigone, polynices, creon, eteocles, war, theban, gods, dear, country.

May my suspected agents perish ever. There sleep (unthought of) in a vaulted tomb: Thus great men must be jealous of their fame, Prevent all blemish in a noble name. Now King and kingdom both are almost mine, Lights be obscured when the greater shine. The King reputes me loyal and submiss, (Transparent colour to deceive a Prince) (But hell bear record) I am bent to ruin, To purchase kingdoms, or impeach my state, Who never ventured, never knew his fate. In Epire's rule now lives my noble friend, Thither will we address our false complaint, Pretending I am hated here at Court, Threatened to death, not likely to escape, Withal insinuate our appointed joy, Which five days hence the King doth celebrate. Inform I may, that then both Prince and Peers, Will be assembled in the Theater: And being so, how safely he may send A managed Army to destroy them all. (Dissembling still the means to rescue me When I am safe advanced) but meaning most To further my advancement: for which cause I framed this little motive: Hoe within, Fly to the confines of Epirotes rule, Deliver unto Cassius my friend, The Governor, this caution here enclosed, Urge him upon allegiance ever due, From one friend to another, to make haste. Speak this, and speak no more, neither to any Open the passage doors of utterance, But to my friend, my dear, my best beloved, Imagine me a block, a Niobe, Conceive my mouth to be devoid of tongue, Till with content I do accomplish all. be secret as calm silence, or the night. My care must follow to frame Theatres, Warning the Megalenses, our Comedians To act some pithy and applauded scene, Wherewith to shadow my pretensive zeal. But well-encountered (Poet) pray approach. And let us parley of an Interlude. Patron of Poets, much esteemed Duke, Leaving the Muses, and my pleasant cares Regarding yours more than my own affairs, Poor Poet I'll attend your conference, Command me ever, most ingenious Lord. Command Perillus? no, entreat thee rather, Each high-born Title must advance the worth Of holy rapture: pray inform the Actors Of some true Moral, of some Tragedy Or else some subject more ridiculous, Which may with new devised conceits stir up The dull and solemn audience. Believe I'll stretch the scantness of my Mother-wit, Rather than fail for to accomplish it. The God of Kings protect thee: so adieu. Attempts of great men speak in silver tones, Thus gilded tombs o'ershadow dead men's bones. A speedy foot-post here attends your honour. His message? Out of Greece, and more precisely From Sparta. Then admit the messenger. Now friend, your business? Open sir the Casket. Somewhat's within contained, that will instruct you.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayCynthia's Revenge, or Maenander's Ecstasy
AuthorStephens, John
Publication year (edition)1613
First performance / composition (Annals)1613
First performance (BritDrama)1613
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeCloset/Unacted;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 720 · TCP A12954 · DEEP 598
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 605–673 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 67 in this edition
Length456 words · 620 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T34 — Thebes and royal catastrophe: siege, slaughter and funeral rites at 0.766
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)
May my suspected agents perish euer. There sleepe (vnthought of) in a vaulted tombe: Thus great men must be iealous of their fame, Preuent all blemish in a noble name. Now King and kingdome both are almost mine, Lights be obscured when the greater shine. The King reputes me loyall and submisse, (Transparent coulour to deceiue a Prince) (But hell beare record) I am bent to ruine, To purchase kingdomes, or impeach my state, Who neuer ventur'd, neuer knew his fate. In Epires rule now liues my noble friend, Thither will we addresse our false complaint, Pretending I am hated here at Court, Threatned to death, not likely to escape, Withall insinuate our appointed ioy, Which fiue dayes hence the King doth celebrate▪ Informe I may, that then both Prince and Peeres, Will bee assembled in the Theater: And being so, how safely hee may send A manadg'd Army to destroy them all. (Dissembling still the meanes to rescue mee When I am safe aduaunc'd) but meaning most To further my aduancement: for which cause I fram'd this little motiue: Hoe within, Fly to the confines of Epirts rule, Deliuer vnto Cassius my friend, The Gouernour, this caution heere inclos'd, Vrge him vpon allegeance euer due, From one friend to another, to make haste. Speake this, and speake no more, neither to any Open the passage dores of vtterance, But to my friend, my deere, my best beloued, Imagine me a blocke, a Niobe, Conceiue my mouth to be deuoid of tongue, Till with content I do accomplish all. Bee secret as calme silence, or the night. My care must follow to frame Theaters, Warning the Megalenses, our Comaedians To act some pithy and applauded Scoene, Wherewith to shadow my pretensiue zeale. But well-incountred (Poet) pray approach. And let vs parley of an Enterlude. Patron of Poets, much esteemed Duke, Leauing the Muses, and my pleasant cares Regarding yours more then my owne affaires, Poore Poet Il'e attend your conference, Command mee euer, most ingenious Lord. Command Perllus? no, intreate thee rather, Each high-borne Title must aduance the worth Of holy rapture: pray informe the Actors Of some true Morall, of some Tragedy Or else some subiect more ridiculous, Which may with new deuis'd conceits stir vp The dull and solemne audience. Beleeue Il'e stretch the scantesse of my Mother-wit, Rather then faile for to accomplish it. The God of Kings protect thee: so adiew. Attempts of great men speake in siluer tones, Thus gilded tombes ore-shadow dead mens bones. A speedy foot-poast heere atttends your honor. His message? Out of Greece, and more precisely From Sparta. Then admit the messenger. Now friend, your businesse? Open sir the Casket. Somewhat's within contain'd, that will instruct you.