Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
Then flew the common Soldier with such speed, To enterprise in rigor the new spoil, As never did a hungry Wolf insult▪ With more unsatisfied revenge, than they. Grim Slaughter in a Chariot of dead skulls, Rode up and down triumphing, till dark night Shook off the fetlock from her sleepy jades, And gave way for retreat; each man before Troad in contempt upon the scattered foe, Until my fortune, rather than exploit, Slew the once owner of this▪ unjoined skull, Than every man gave back, with blood being full. Magnanimous Amilcar, I account Thy courage beyond apprehension; swell, Swell my Phendippe with abundant joy, Rejoice in thy courageous son, like me, Who vaunt the rather, even because thy son Doth so be have himself, thou being my friend, Whom I esteem above all earthly good. Stand forth Pheudippe, honour doth attend To cast a gracious smile upon thee, friend; And thee Amilcar, let us magnify. Malindo sleeps (Amilcar) I advance Thee through the ruin of his dignity, Possess both place and goods. Without desert As hitherto; but I will endeavour. We have a sister, where is she? Lucilla? Let some attendant urge her company: Bring hither likewise an appointed Priest, (Be not amazed my sober Magistrates) Pheudippe, you shall be espoused to her: Her I'll bestow, and without prejudice On thee alone, my noble Bedfellow. Pardon (dear Liege) least worthy I of all To be a monarch's kinsman, less, to be called The brother of a Greekish King, yourself. Do not refuse, for (noble friend) my love Only admits thee as a friend and brother, And for a witness that I make this league Of love and friendship; let's embrace each other. Ever obeisance to your Majesty. My sister doth approach, let grooms make way For beauty able to obscure the day. Sister, behold thy husband; friend, thy wife, Marriage doth breed, but sooner banish strife. You (Priest) the Hymeneal rites may offer: Acceptance is experienced by proffer. Let Hymen triumph, and unite your souls. Now live in peace, and brother ask a boon: Ask what you list, for grant I will whatever, Which henceforth may commemorate the time Of an espousal so remarkable. Your divine Majesty accumulates Honour, above the trite capacity Of all contemptuous age; that ancestors (Before thy hallowed birthday) did approve: (Great King) I have a kinsman, though obscure, Yet wealthy, whom (because obscure) I beg A small part of your high magnificence, But to enroll amid the Catalogue Of those you least remember: Kings be wise, Their bounty will provoke a slave to rise. To deify the worth of whom we love, Advancement I'll impoverish, compel Honour to hug thy kinsman, till a warmth Quicken his humble blood without control. Envy, (the scourge of Kings) be henceforth dumb, Thus will I treason evermore entomb. And thus exalt our love beyond all merit, Birth may do much, love makes the low inherit.
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Topic (seed 42)
T11 — Siblings, kin and confidantscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.745 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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seed 43: T15 · seed 44: T12 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Then flew the common Souldier with such speed, To enterprise in rigor the new spoyle, As neuer did a hungry Woolfe insult▪ With more vnsatisfied reuenge, then they. Grim Slaughter in a Chariot of dead sculs, Rode vp and downe triumphing, till darke night Shooke off the fetlocke from her sleepy ides, And gaue way for retrait; each man before Troad in contempt vpon the scattred foe, Vntill my fortune, rather then exploit, Slue the once owner of this▪ vn-ioyn'd scull, Then euery man gaue backe, with blood being full. Magnanimous Amilcar, I account Thy courage beyond apprehension; swell, Swell my Phendippe with aboundant ioy, Reioyce in thy coragious sonne, like mee, Who vaunt the rather, euen because thy sonne Doth so be haue himselfe, thou being my friend, Whom I esteeme aboue all earthly good. Stand forth Phedippe, honour doth attend To cast a gracious smile vpon thee, friend; And thee Amilcar, let vs magnifie. Malindo sleepes (Ailcar) I aduance Thee through the ruine of his dignity, Possesse both place and goods. Without desert As hitherto; but I will endeuour. We haue a sister, where is she? Lilla? Let some attendant vrge her company: Bring hither likewise an appointed Priest, (Be not amaz'd my sober Magistrates) Pheudippe, you shall be espous'd to her: Her Il'e bestow, and without preiudice On thee alone, my noble Bed-fellow. Pardon (deere Liege) least worthy I of all To be a Monarchs kinsman, lesse, to be calld The brother of a Greekish King, your sele. Do not refuse, for (noble friend) my loue Onely admits thee as a friend and brother, And for a witnesse that I make this league Of loue and friendship; let's embrace each other. Euer obeisance to your Maiesty. My sister doth approch, let groomes make way For beauty able to obscure the day. Sister, behold thy husband; friend, thy wife, Marriage doth breed, but sooner banish strife. You (Priest) the Hyall rites may offer: Acceptance is experienc'd by proffer. Let Hymen triumph, and vnite your soules. Now liue in peace, and brother aske a boone: Aske what you list, for grant I will what-euer, Which henceforth may commemorate the time Of an espousall so remarkeable. Your deuine Maiesty accumulates Honour, aboue the trite capacity Of all contemptuous age; that auncestors (Before thy hallowed birth-day) did approue: (Great King) I haue a kinsman, though obscure, Yet wealthy, whom (because obscure) I begge A small part of your high magnificence, But to enroule amid the Catalogue Of those you least remember: Kings be wise, Their bounty will prouoke a slaue to rise. To deific the worth of whom wee loue, Aduancement Il'e impouerish, compell Honour to hugge thy kinsman, till a warmth Quicken his humble bloud without controule. Enuy, (the scourge of Kings) be henceforth dumbe, Thus will I treason euermore entombe. And thus exault our loue beyond all merit, Birth may do much, loue makes the low inherit.