Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Cynthia's Revenge, or Maenander's Ecstasy · chunk 64 of 67

Stephens, John · published 1613 · first performed or written 1613 (Annals)
tragedy
T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma typicality 0.82 · 508 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T7: hector, troy, achilles, greeks, aeneas, priam, ulysses, troilus, trojan, trojans.

When death stood there, and in the midst of all Carried Achilles to his funeral. When after thousand sharp calamities Of war, of winter, famine, pestilence, Of parching dog-days, long and tedious, Of tempest, thunder, much mortality, After all these, and ten years doubtful siege, When you forsook the Camp, did so recoil, As almost scorning a recovery; I charmed the topmast, haled you back to shore, Converted all to conquest, which before Did seem above my dull inventive brain, Give me a meed for ten years toil and pain. Succeed Ulysses, take thy rich desire. Depth to my fortunes! shall Ulysses rob My long deservings of so rich a claim? I will increase the bargain, stay a while Take my memento. Sir, avoid his rage. Dost fly from vengeance? whither can you fly? Whither (thou shifting coward) to escape The indignation of my doubtless wrath? See how the lurking caitiff there doth hide His Cuckoo-bill; what fury could abstain? Angels protect us; help, we both are slain? Defend it (fiction.) Help it forward (faith) And give some fee to justice: (gallants) know, Mischief to high extremes this pair did woo, With false Pheudippe did conspire we two. Hark they confess what wonder did reveal, Give your applause, and make a merry peal: Call me not Ajax now, but Mercury, Who could untie a Tragic riddle thus; Worthy to be esteemed miraculous. Cannot you (sir) espy the honest man (That noble Eunuch, my deliverer) Good Gracchus coming yet? (Dear madam) no. Indeed my fancy doth suggest new fear, Seeming to tell me Gracchus is detained By his Lords rage, who did (I doubt) return Sooner than he expected; which despite If I could well conjecture to be true, With wings of lightning I'd again go back And bring my Eunuch from captivity. Take then some officers to apprehend The lustful traitor. Such delay is long, And my dear Eunuch may be dead alas With tortures and extremity of pain, Ere such late rescue doth advantage give, To qualify his torment; he, good man, (Little affected with ensuing harm) Bestowed upon me a deliverance, Which is repaid (I fear), with bloody stripes: Stay not my purpose; but give charity A gentle freedom to deliver one Who is my comfort; (friend) I will return: And (let no living soul participate Of what I say, except myself and air) I will, through colour of a pious end, Enjoy Amilcar, whom I did refuse: For, to set free my Eunuch, will afford A fine pretext, though I do prostitute; Which I did e'en desire, expecting still Upon each little sign of violence, (The modest shadow of a secret whore) So will I win what was half lost before. Madam, you do protract the precious time, Leave me, I will return. The way's not far; Walk on whilst I assemble Officers. A needless caution, be content I pray To take no care, save what I shall command; Be not so dutiful above thy hire, Bring me no water when I call for fire.
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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 4697–4773 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 64 of 67 in this edition
Length508 words · 721 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T7 — The Trojan war: conflict and its aftermath cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.820 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T12 · seed 44: T11 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
When death stood there, and in the midst of all Carried Achilles to his funerall. When after thousand sharpe calamities Of warre, of winter, famine, pestilence, Of parching dog-daies, long and taedious, Of tempest, thunder, much mortality, After all these, and ten yeares doubtfull siege, When you forsooke the Campe, did so recoile, As almost scorning a recouery; charm'd the top-mast, hal'd you backe to shore, Conuerted all to conquest, which before Did seeme aboue my dull inuentiue braine, Giue me a eed for ten yeares toile and paine. Succd Vlysses, take thy rich desire. Depth to my fortunes! shall Vlysses rob My long dsruings of so rich a claime? I will increase the bargaine, stay a while Take my memento. Sir, auoid his rage. Do'st flye from vengeance? whither can you flye? Whither (thou shifting coward) to escape The indignation of my doubtlesse wrath? See how the lurking caitife there doth hide His Cuckow-bill; what fury could abstaine? Angels protect vs; helpe, we both are slaine? Defend it (fiction.) Helpe it forward (faith) And giue some fee to Iustice: (gallants) know, Mischiefe to high extreames this paire did wooe, With false Pheudippe did conspire wee two. Harke they confesse what wonder did reueale, Giue your applause, and make a merry peale: Call mee not Aiax now, but Mercury, Who could vn-tye a Tragicke riddle thus; Worthy to be esteem'd miraculous. Cannot you (sir) espye the honest man (That noble Eunuch, my deliuerer) Good Gracchus comming yet? (Deere Madame) no. Indeed my phansie doth suggest new feare, Seeming to tell me Gracchus is detain'd By his Lords rage, who did (I doubt) returne Sooner then hee exspected; which despight If I could well coniecture to bee true, With wings of lightning I'de againe goe backe And bring my Eunuch from captiuity. Take then some officers to apprehend The lustfull traitor. Such delay is long, And my deere Eunuch may be dead alas With tortures and extremity of paine, Er'e such late rescue doth aduantage giue, To qualifie his torment; hee, good man, (Little affected with ensuing harme) Bestow'd vpon mee a deliuerance, Which is repaid (I feare), with bloody stripes: Stay not my purpose; but giue charity A gentle freedome to deliuer one Who is my comfort; (friend) I will returne: And (let no liuing soule participate Of what I say, except my selfe and aire) I will, through colour of a pious end, Enioy Amilcar, whom I did refuse: For, to set free my Eunuch, will affoord A fine praetext, though I do prostitute; Which I did eeu'n defire, exspecting still Vpon each little signe of violence, (The modest shadow of a secret whore) So will I winne what was halfe lost before. Madam, you do protract the pretious time, Leaue me, I will returne. The way's not farre; Walke on whilst I assemble Officers. A needlesse caution, be content I pray To take no care, saue what I shall command; Be not so dutifull aboue thy hire, Bring mee no water when I call for fire.