Massinger, Philip · published 1624 · first performed or written 1623 [licensed for stage, Dec 3] (Annals) tragicomedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T11 Siblings, kin and confidants typicality 0.76 · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
WHy should you droop Leosthenes, or despair My sister's favour? what before you purchased By Courtship, and fair language in these Wars, (For from her soul you know she loves a Soldier) You may deserve by action: Good Timagorus When I have said my friend; think all is spoken That may assure me yours; and pray you believe The dreadful voice of war that shakes the City, The thundering threats of Carthage; nor their Army Raised to make good those threats, affright not me. If fair Cleora were confirmed his prize, That has the strongest Arm, and sharpest Sword, I would court Bellona in her Horrid-trim, As if she were a Mistress, and bless Fortune That offers my young valour to the proof, How much I dare do for your sister's love. But when that I consider how averse Your noble Father great Archidamus; Is, and hath ever been to my desires: Reason may warrant me to doubt and fear: What seeds soever I sow in this wars Of Noble courage, his determinate will May blast, and give my harvest to another That never toiled for it. Prithee do not nourish These jealous thoughts: I am thine, (and pardon me Though I repeat it thy Timagoras) That for thy sake, when the bold Theban sued Far famed Pisander, for my sister's love, Sent him disgraced, and discontented home. I wrought my Father then, and I that stopped not In the career of my affection to thee, When that renowned Worthy that brought with him High birth, wealth, courage, as feed Advocates To mediate for him, never will consent A fool that only has the shape of man, Asotas, though he be rich Cleon's Heir Shall bear her from thee. In that trust I love, Which never shall deceive you. Sir the General Timoleon by his Trumpets hath given warning For a remove. 'Tis well, provide my Horse. I shall Sir. This Slave has a strange aspect. Fit for his fortune, 'tis a strong limmed knave; My Father bought him for my sister's Litter. O pride of women! Coaches are too common, They surfeit in the happiness of peace, And Ladies think they keep not state enough, If for their pomp, and ease, they are not borne In triumph on men's shoulders. Who Commands The Carthaginian Fleet? Giscos their Admiral, And 'tis our happiness: a raw young fellow, One never trained in Arms, but rather fashioned To tilt with Lady's lips, then crack a Lance, Ravish a Feather from a Mistress Fan And wear it as a Favour; a steel Helmet Made horrid with a glorious Plume, will crack His woman's neck. No more of him, the motive's That Corinth gives us aid: The common danger For Sicily being afire, she is not safe; It being apparent that ambitious Carthage, That to enlarge her Empire, strives to fasten An unjust gripe on us (that live free Lords Of Syracusa) will not end, till Greece Acknowledge her their Sovereign.
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497 words · 662 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T11 — Siblings, kin and confidantscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.759 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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seed 43: T15 · seed 44: T12 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
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WHy should you droope Leosthenes, or dispaire My Sisters fauour? what before you purchased By Court-ship, and faire language in these Wars, (For from her soule you know she loues a Souldier) You may deserue by action: Good Timagorus When I haue said my friend; thinke all is spoken That may assure me yours; and pray you beleeue The dreadfull voice of warre that shakes the City, The thundring threates of Carthage; nor their Army Raisde to make good those threats, affright not me. If faire Cleora were confirmd his prize, That has the strongest Arme, and sharpest Sword, I would court Bellona in her Horrid-trime, As if she were a Mistrisse, and blesse Fortune That offers my young valour to the proofe, How much I dare doe for your Sisters loue. But when that I consider how auerse Your noble Father great Archidamus; Is, and hath euer beene to my desires: Reason may warrant me to doubt and feare: What seeds soeuer I sowe in this warres Of Noble courage, his determinate will May blast, and giue my haruest to another That neuer toyld for it. Prethee doe not nourish These iealous thoughts: I am thine, (and pardon me Though I repeate it thy Timagoras) That for thy sake, when the bold Theban su'd Farre fam'd Pisander, for my sisters loue, Sent him disgrac'd, and discontented home. I wrought my Father then, and I that stopt not In the careere of my affection to thee, When that renowned Worthy that brought with him High birth, wealth, courage, as fee'd Aduocates To mediate for him, neuer will consent A foole that only has the shape of man, Asotas, though he be rich Cleons Heire Shall beare her from thee. In that trust I loue, Which neuer shall deceiue you. Sir the Generall Timoleon by his Trumpets hath giuen warning For a remoue. 'Tis well, prouide my Horse. I shall Sir. This Slaue has a strange aspect. Fit for his fortune, 'tis a strong limm'd knaue; My Father bought him for my Sisters Litter. O pride of women! Coaches are too common, They surfet in the happinesse of peace, And Ladyes thinke they keepe not state enough, If for their pompe, and ease, they are not borne In triumph on mens shoulders. Who Commands The Carthagenian Fleet? Giscos their Admirall, And tis our happinesse: a rawe young fellow, One neuer traind in Armes, but rather fashiond To tilt with Ladyes lips, then cracke a Launce, Rauish a Feather from a Mistrisse Fanne And weare it as a Fauour; a steele Helmet Made horrid with a glorious Plume, will cracke His womans necke. No more of him, the motiue's That Corinth giues vs ayde: The common danger For Sicily being afire, she is not safe; It being apparant that ambitious Carthage, That to enlarge her Empire, striues to fasten An vniust gripe on vs (that liue free Lords Of Syracusa) will not end, till Greece Acknowledge her their Soueraigne.