Dekker, Thomas / Massinger, Philip · published 1622 · first performed or written 1620 [licensed for stage, Oct 6; revised and re-licensed for stage, Jul 7, 1624] (Annals) tragedy · Red Bull (Revels) Company (first) unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 465 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.
To that end I would hear it. He comes, with him the Governor. O Sapritius, I am to chide you for your tenderness, But yet remembering that you are a father, I will forget it, good Theophilus He speak with you anon: nearer your care, to Sapritius. By Antoninus' soul I do conjure you, And though not for religion, for his friendship, Without demanding what's the cause that moves me, Receive my signet, by the power of this Go to my prisons, and release all Christian That are in fetters there by my command. But what shall follow? Haste then to the port, You there shall find two tall ships ready rigged, In which embark the poor distressed souls And bear them from the reach of tyranny, inquire not whither you are bound, the deity That they adore will give you prosperous winds, And make your voyage such, and largely pay for Your hazard, and your travail: leave me here There is a scene that I must act alone. Haste good Macrinus, and the great God guide you. I'll undertake't, there's some thing prompts me to it 'tis to save innocent blood, a Saintlike act, And to be merciful has never been By mortal men themselves esteemed a sin. You know your charge. And will with care observe it. For I profess he is not Caesar's friend That sheds a tear for any torture that A Christians suffers. Welcome my best servant My careful, zealous Provost, thou hast toiled To satisfy my will though in extremes, I love thee for't, thou art firm rock, no changeling: Prithee deliver, and for my sake do it Without excess of bitterness or seosses Before my brother and these kings, how took The Christian her death. And such a presence Though every private head in this large room Were circled round with an imperial crown, Her story will deserve, it is so full Of excellency and wonder. Ha! how's this? O mark it therefore, and with that attention, As you would hear an Embassy from heaven By a winged Legate, for the truth delivered, Both how and what this blessed virgin suffered: And Dorothea but hereafter named, You will rise up with reverence, and no more As things un worthy of your thoughts, remember What the canonized Spartan Ladies were Which lying Greece so boasts of, your own matrons Your Roman dames whose figures you yet keep As holy relics in her historic Will find a second urn. Gracchus, Cornelia, Paulina that in death desired to follow Her husband Seneca, nor Brutus Portia That swallowed burning coals to overtake him, Though all their several worths were given to one With this is to be mentioned. Is he mad? Why they did die Theophilus, and boldly. This did no more.
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To that end I would heare it. He comes, with him the Gouernour. O Sapritius, I am to chide you for your tendernesse, But yet remembring that you are a father, I will forget it, good Theophilus He speake with you anone: neerer your care, to Sapritius. By Antoninus soule I do coniure you, And though not for religion, for his friendship, Without demanding whats the cause that moues me, Receiue my signet, by the power of this Go to my prisons, and release all Christian That are in fetters there by my command. But what shall follow? Haste then to the port, You there shall finde two tall ships ready rig'd, In which embarke the poore distressed soules And beare them from the reach of tyranny, Enquire not whither you are bound, the dietic That they adore will giue you prosperous winds, And make your voyage such, and largely pay for Your hazard, and your trauaile: leaue me here There is a scene that I must act alone. Haste good Macrinus, and the great God guide you. Ile vndertake't, theres some thing prompts me to it Tis to saue innocent blood, a Saintlike act, And to be mercifull has neuer beene By mortall men themselues esteemd a sin. You know your charge. And will with care obserue it. For I professe he is not Casars friend That sheds a teare for any torture that A Christians suffers. Welcome my best seruant My carefull, zealous Prouost, thou hast toyld To satisfie my will though in extreames, I loue thee for't, thou art firme rocke, no changeling: Prethee deliuer, and for my sake do it Without excesse of bitternesse or seosses Before my brother and these kings, how tooke The Christian her death. And such a presence Though euery priuate head in this large roome Were circl'd round with an imperiall crowne, Her story will deserue, it is so full Of excellency and wonder. Ha! how's this? O marke it therefore, and with that attention, As you would here an Embassie from heauen By a wing'd Legate, for the truth deliuerd, Both how and what this blessed virgin sufferd: And Dorothea but hereafter nam'd, You will rise vp with reuerence, and no more As things vn worthy of your thoughts, remember What the canoniz'd Spartan Ladies were Which lying Greece so bosts of, your owne matrons Your Romane dames whose figures you yet keepe As holy relickes in her historic Will find a second vrne. Gracohus, Cornelia, Paulina that in death desirde to follow Her husband Seneca, nor Brutus Portia That swallowd burning coles to ouertake him, Though all their seuerall worths were giuen to one With this is to be mention'd. Is he mad? Why they did die Theophilus, and boldly. This did no more.