Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Duchess of Malfi · chunk 25 of 47

Webster, John · published 1623 · first performed or written 1614 [1612-1614; revised 1617-23(?)] (Annals)
tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars
T31 Popes, cardinals and the crown typicality 0.77 · 496 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T31: cardinal, pope, king, lord, majesty, holy, rome, france, church, lords.

What's that Bosola? I knew him in Padua, a fantastical scholar, Like such, who study to know how many knots was in Hercules' club, of what colour Achilles beard was, Or whether Hector were not troubled with the toothache, He hath studied himself half blear-eyed, to know the True symmetry of Caesar's nose by a shooing-horn, and this He did to gain the name of a speculative man. Mark Prince Ferdinand, A very Salamander lives in's eye, To mock the eager violence of fire. That Cardinal hath made more bad faces with his oppression Then ever Michael Angelo made good ones, He lifts up's nose, like a foul porpoise before a storm, The Lord Ferdinand laughs. Like a deadly Cannon, That lightens ere it smokes. These are your true pangs of death, The pangs of life, that struggle with great statesmen. In such a deformed silence, witches whisper their charms. Doth she make religion her riding hood To keep her from the sun, and tempest? That: that damns her: methinks her fault, and Beauty blended together, show like leprosy The whiter, the fowler: I make it a question Whether her beggarly brats were ever christened. I will instantly solicit the state of Ancona To have them banished. You are for Lorette? I shall not be at your Ceremony: fare you well, Write to the Duke of Malfi, my young Nephew, She had by her first husband, and acquaint him, With's mother's honesty. I will. Antonio? A slave, that only smelled of ink, and coumptets, And ne'er in's like, looked like a Gentleman, But in the audit time, go, go presently, Draw me out an hundreth and fifty of our horse, And meet me at the fort-bridge. I have not seen a goodlier Shrine than this, Yet I have visited many. The Cardinal of Arragon Is, this day to resign his cardinal's hat, His sister duchess likewise is arrived To pay her vow of Pilgrimage, I expect A noble Ceremony. No question:— They come. arms, and Honours, deck thy story, To thy Fame's eternal glory, Adverse Fortune ever flie-thee, No disastrous fate come nigh-thee. I alone will sing thy praises, Whom to honour, virtue raises; And thy study, that divine's, Bent to martial discipline's: Lay aside all those robes lie by thee, Crown thy arts, with arms: they'll beautify thee. O worthy of worthiest name, adorned in this manner, Lead bravely thy forces on, under wars warlike banner. O mayst thou prove fortunate, in all martial courses: Guide thou still, by skill, in arts, and forces: Victory attend thee nigh whilst fame sings loud thy powers, Triumphant conquest crown thy head, and blessings pour down showers. Here's a strange turn of state, who would have thought So great a Lady, would have matched herself Unto so mean a person? yet the Cardinal Bears himself much too cruel. They are banished. But I would ask what power hath this state Of Ancona to determine of a free Prince?
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Duchess of Malfi
AuthorWebster, John
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1614 [1612-1614; revised 1617-23(?)]
First performance (BritDrama)1613 [1612-1614]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
TheaterBlackfriars;Globe;Indoor Professional;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 858 · TCP A14872 · DEEP 714
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1701–1771 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 25 of 47 in this edition
Length496 words · 685 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T31 — Popes, cardinals and the crown cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.768 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T38 · seed 44: T38 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
What's that Bosola? I knew him in Padua, a fantasticall scholler, Like such, who studdy to know how many knots was in Hercules club, of what colour Ahilles beard was, Or whether Hector were not troubled with the tooth-ach, He hath studdied himselfe halfe bleare-ei'd, to know the True semitry of Caesars nose by a shooing-horne, and this He did to gaine the name of a speculatiue man. Marke Prince Ferdinand, A very Salamander liues in's eye, To mocke the eager violence of fire. That Cardinall hath made more bad faces with his oppression Then euer Michael Angelo made good ones, He lifts vp's nose, like a fowle Por-pisse before a storme, The Lord Ferdinand laughes. Like a deadly Cannon, That lightens ere it smoakes. These are your true pangues of death, The pangues of life, that strugle with great states-men, In such a deformed silence, witches whisper their charmes. Doth she make religion her riding hood To keepe her from the sun, and tempest? That: that damnes her: Me thinkes her fault, and Beauty blended together, shew like leaprosie The whiter, the fowler: I make it a question Whether her beggerly brats were euer christned. I will instantly sollicite the state of Ancona To haue them banish'd. You are for Lorett? I shall not be at your Ceremony: fare you well, Write to the Duke of Malfy, my yong Nephew, She had by her first husband, and acquaint him, With's mothers honesty. I will. Antonio? A slaue, that onely smell'd of yncke, and coumptets, And neu'r in's like, look'd like a Gentleman, But in the audit time, go, go presently, Draw me out an hundreth and fifty of our horse, And meete me at the fort-bridge. I haue not seene a goodlier Shrine then this, Yet I haue visited many. The Cardinall of Arragon Is, this day to resigne his Cardinals hat, His sister Duchesse likewise is arriu'd To pay her vow of Pilgrimage, I expect A noble Ceremony. No question: —They come. Armes, and Honors, decke thy story, To thy Fames eternall glory, Aduerse Fortune euer flie-thee, No disastrous fate come nigh-thee. I alone will sing thy praises, Whom to honour, vertue raises; And thy study, that diuine-is, Bent to Marshiall discipline-is: Lay aside all those robes lie by thee, Crown thy arts, with armes: they'll beautifie thee. O worthy of worthiest name, adorn'd in this manner, Lead brauely thy forces on, vnder wars warlike banner▪ O mayst thou proue fortunate, in all Marshiall courses: Guide thou still, by skill, in artes, and forces: Victory attend thee nigh whilst fame sings loud thy powres, Triumphant conquest crowne thy head, and blessings powre downe showres. Here's a strange turne of state, who would haue thought So great a Lady, would haue match'd her selfe Vnto so meane a person? yet the Cardinall Beares himselfe much too cruell. They are banish'd. But I would aske what power hath this state Of Ancona to determine of a free Prince?