Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Cynthia's Revenge, or Maenander's Ecstasy · chunk 36 of 67

Stephens, John · published 1613 · first performed or written 1613 (Annals)
tragedy
unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 507 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.

Do but employ your bondslave (mighty Lord) If Kings command not, how can slaves accord? The blessings of my body, breath and soul, Be so engaged, as their existence knows Not one redeemer amongst all the Gods, (Fabulous things to me) except yourself: You have replenished my poor empty veins, Have lent new spirits to despairing hope Nay have bestowed a whole creations work Upon mê off all-caitiff, who adore Impression of your footsteps; that is all: Expecting hourly on the happy time When you shall dare command what I dare do: When with advantage you will but pronounce O Gracchus, give me of thy blood an ounce: An ounce? take fifty pottles Id'e reply, Open yourself a passage to my soul, To take a lawful debt who dares control? Nor do impute this love to lack of wit, Or some disjointed weakness of the brain; For if I argue as the thing demands, Unless my life, what with your honour stands? Let me profess, unto the Saints and you I do desire employment, will be proud Of death or life, being by yourself allowed. Life we allow, but never wish thy death, For we expect upon true diligence, And must improve the nature of thy zeal; Eunuchs, forbidden actions do conceal; Thou art an Eunuch, listen to my shame, Then give advise, and secrecy, though blame: I love; no, rather lust and love the Queen, Whom (all-supposing dead) by stratagem And strong delusion of her silly sense, I did surprise, being blinded with pretence; Nor did she seem repugnant to such ruth My Rhetoric was clad in robes of truth: Affirming she might thus revenge the spleen, Of proud Lucilla (who maligns her state) Giving no colour of revengeful hate; As to suborn a subtle wretch I vowed Who with abundant knowledge being endowed Most caitiff-like should counterfeit, no less, (For penitent compunction) heaviness; And so divulge he slew the Noble Queen, Thereto induced by poor Lucilla's spleen: Then should Lucilla live no longer day But lose each vital benefit for aye: Thus did the hope of vain revenge entice Woman to prove more valiant than wise: Whom I (as captive) do retain, till she Shall manumit myself, (her bondslave) free. Here in the Village doth your Goddess live? Here; and thyself though sprung of human seed As jailor to my Goddess I areed. Faithfully wise we do account thy love; And managing of this design will prove Thy elegant enforcements, touching me, Which (happily perchance) may set both free. O now my blood and reason be at war With apparition of this fatal star: Fatal to me, because enchanted beams Shoot from her eyelids into lovesick streams: See where she comes with excellence enough For fifty thousand of the female sex, Beauties which bless the owner, neighbours vex. Are you my Lords attendant? (Madam) no, But a poor bondslave, who can easily owe The hazard of a soul in sacrifice To his good honour's health, and pay the debt Without compulsion, or a double threat.
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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 2682–2753 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 36 of 67 in this edition
Length507 words · 680 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T48 — Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy at 0.741
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)
Do but imploy your bond-slaue (mighty Lord) If Kings command not, how can slaues accord? The blessings of my body, breath and soule, Be so ingag'd, as their existence knowes No one redeemer amongst all the Gods, (Fabulous things to mee) except your selfe: You haue replenish'd my poore empty veines, Haue lent new spirits to despairing hope Nay haue bestow'd a whole creations worke Vpon mê off all-caitife, who adore Impression of your foot-steps; that is all: Expecting hourely on the happy time When you shall dare command what I dare do: When with advantage you will but pronounce O Gracchus, giue mee of thy bloud an ounce: An ounce? take fifty pottles Id'e reply, Open your selfe a passage to my soule, To take a lawfull debt who dares controule? Nor do impute this loue to lacke of wit, Or some dis-ioynted weakenesse of the braine; For if I argue as the thing demands, Vnlesse my life, what with your honour stands? Let mee professe, vnto the Saints and you I do desire imployment, will bee proud Of death or life, being by your selfe allow'd. Life wee allow, but never wish thy death, For wee expect vpon true diligence, And must improue the nature of thy zeale; Eunuchs, forbidden actions do conceale; Thou art an Eunuch, listen to my shame, Then giue aduise, and secrefie, though blame: I loue; no, rather lust and loue the Queene, Whom (all-supposing dead) by stratagem And strong delusion of her silly sence, I did surprize, being blinded with pretence; Nor did shee seeme repugnant to such ruth My Rhetoricke was clad in robes of truth: Affirming shee might thus reuenge the spleene, Of proud Lucilla (who malign's her state) Giuing no colour of reuengefull hate; As to subborne a subtle wretch I vow'd Who with aboundant knowledge being endow'd Most caitife-like should counterfeit, no lesse, (For paenitent compunction) heauinesse; And so diuulge hee slew the Noble Queene, There-to induc'd by poore Lucilla's spleene: Then should Lucilla liue no longer day But loose each vitall benefite for aye: Thus did the hope of vaine reuenge entice Woman to proue more valiant then wise: Whom I (as captiue) do retaine, till shee Shall manu-mit my selfe, (her bond-slaue) free▪ Heere in the Village doth your Goddesse liue? Heere; and thy selfe though sprung of humane eed As Iaylor to my Goddesse I areed. Faithfully wise wee doe account thy loue; And managing of this designe will proue Thy elegant enforcements, touching mee, Which (happily per-chaunce) may set both free. O now my bloud and reason be at warre With apparition of this fatall starre: Fatall to mee, because inchanted beames Shoote from her eye-lids into loue-sicke streames: See where shee comes with excellence enough For fifty thousand of the female sexe, Beauties which blesse the owner, neighbours vex. Are you my Lords attendant? (Madam) no, But a poore bond-slaue, who can easily owe The hazard of a soule in sacrifice To his good Honours health, and pay the debt Without compulsion, or a double threate.