Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Cynthia's Revenge, or Maenander's Ecstasy · chunk 14 of 67

Stephens, John · published 1613 · first performed or written 1613 (Annals)
tragedy
unassigned nearest T25 Kings, power and law: political sententi · 539 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T25: feare, kings, power, princes, lawes, loue, state, downe, honor, men.

By gulfs; by rocks, e'en by the laws of hell. we swim who would obtain the gates of heaven. O what a large divinity's involved About the awful phrase of Emperor. The name, the name of King, how it awakes Our caitiff blood, quickens our faculty! Ambition be my judge, if I were sick, Wounded with pistols, out of hope to live, Forsaken by all Art and physic law, Lay speechless in my chamber, lost my sense Of man or voice making no difference Yet through the magic of this powerful sound, You are a King, (if hallowed in my ear) I should again recover, should recoil Skip forty fathom from the couch, and sing, Dance without shame, though naked, without noise Trample amid the pavement, touch my roof, Run giddy with glad passion, rub my veins, Like one revived anew, esteem all base Under blood-royal, be a rank mad man, Till joy and rapture both were clean digested. How readily man's temper is traduced? How forcible temptation doth oppose The supernatural act of doing well? we are like windmills on ambitious mounts, Open to every tempest, which will turn Our sails without resistance: like the waves worried from shores to rocks; from rocks to shelf; Man is not man till he deny himself. Yet on our state's imposed a slavish curse, To see things good, though we connive at worse. Ah husband, husband, what excessive care Invaded me with violence? shot far Into my shaking bosom, when I saw Your sudden absence? heavy sleep alas No sooner left mine eyelids, gave me leave To ask, how does the comfort of my soul? How does my silent love? my dear Pheudippe? But with familiar lip, and flexile arm, I seized upon the pillow 'stead of thee. Think how intruding jealously began To blur whatever I could wisdom call, Within me, or without me; which alas, All knows extremely dwarfish in out sex. jealous the first night wife? O then or never An honest, loving wife is jealous ever. jealous at home, lest husbands over-vex A painful heart with meditation, Of matters which concern his family. jealous when husbands be enforced to travel; Danger exceeds the objects they do meet, Whether by sea, or in the public street. I (peevish fool) perceiving you were gone, Thus in my choler did expostulate: Doth he for some dislike abhor my sheets? Neglect what others love? the maiden sweets Of mutual embracement? may men's taste Lose their accustomed relish, and refuse The mellow joys of ripe virginity? Will he contemn the sportive dalliance That married couples may engross with leave? Will he this midnight show himself no man? The first night of our meeting be disgraced? Or will he by disaster end all strife? Perish? and so prevent a formal tax That may impeach his manhood? Thus, even thus Poor foolish I did thus prevaricate; Thus (for indeed we women struggle much Until delivered of opinion) thus Did loving zeal prejudicate amiss. You are offended (love) I do suspect See how his colour's changed, astonishment! Prithee what pensive thoughts oppress thy soul? I read the humour of a malcontent Written between your eyebrows; recollect The common sparks of scattered Majesty. Speak gentle sir.
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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 972–1049 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 14 of 67 in this edition
Length539 words · 720 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T25 — Kings, power and law: political sententiae at 0.763
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)
By gulfes; by rockes, eu'n by the lawes of hell. Wee swim who would obtaine the gates of heauen. O what a large deuinity's involu'd About the awfull phrase of Emperour. The name, the name of King, how it awakes Our caitife blood, quickens our faculty! Ambition be my iudge, if I were sicke, Wounded with pistols, out of hope to liue, Forsaken by all Art and physicke law, Lay speechlesse in my chamber, lost my sence Of man or voyce making no difference Yet through the magicke of this powerfull sound, You are a King, (if hallowed in my eare) I should againe recouer, should recoyle Skip forty fadome from the couch, and sing, Dance without shame, though naked, without noise Trample amid the pauement, touch my roofe, Run giddy with glad passion, rub my veines, Like one reuiu'd anew, esteeme all base Vnder bloud-royall, be a ranke mad man, Till ioy and rapture both were cleane digested. How readily mans temper is traduc'd? How forceable temptation doth oppose The supernaturall act of doing well? Wee are like windemils on ambitious mounts, Open to euery tempest, which will turne Our sailes without resistance: like the waues Wurried from shores to rocks; from rocks to shelfe; Man is not man till he deny himselfe. Yet on our state's impos'd a slauish curse, To see things good, though we conniue at worse. Ah husband, husband, what excessiue care Inuaded me with violence? shot farre Into my shaking bosome, when I saw Your sudden absence? heauy sleepe alas No sooner left mine eye-lids, gaue me leaue To aske, how does the comfort of my soule? How does my silent loue? my deere Phedippe? But with familiar lip, and flexile arme, I seiz'd vpon the pillow 'stead of thee. Thinke how intruding iealously began To blurre whateuer I could wisedome call, Within me, or without me; which alas, All know's extreamely dwaffish in out sexe. Iealous the first night wife? O-then or neuer An honest, louing wife is iealous euer. Iealous at home, least husbands ouer-vex A painfull heart with meditation, Of matters which concerne his family. Iealous when husbands bee enforc'd to trauell; Danger exceeds the obiects they do mee, Whether by sea, or in the publicke street. I (peeuish foole) perceiuing you were gone, Thus in my choler did expostulate▪ Doth hee for some dislike abhorre my sheets? Neglect what others loue? the maiden sweets Of mutuall embracement? may mens taste Loose their accustom'd relish▪ and refuse The mellow ioyes of ripe virginity? Will hee contemne the sportiue dalliace That married couples may engrosse with leaue? Will he this mid-night shew himselfe no man? The first night of our meeting bee disgrac'd? Or will hee by disaster end all strife? Perish? and so preuent a formall taxe That may impeach his manhood? Thus, euen thus Poore foolish I did thus praevaricate; Thus (for indeed wee women struggle much Vntill deliuer'd of opinion) thus Did louing zeale praeiudicate amisse. You are offended (loue) I doe suspect See how his colour's chang'd, astonishment! Prethee what pensiue thoughts oppresse thy soule? I reade the humor of a malecontent Written betweene your eye-browes; recollect The common sparkes of scatter'd Maiesty. Speake gentle sir.