Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Bondman (The Noble Bondman) · chunk 40 of 40

Massinger, Philip · published 1624 · first performed or written 1623 [licensed for stage, Dec 3] (Annals)
tragicomedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 500 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.

Sir, my want Of power to satisfy so great a debt, Makes me accuse my fortune- but if that Out of the bounty of your mind, you think, A free surrender of myself full payment, I gladly tender it. With my consent to All injuries forgotten. I will study In my future service to deserve your favour And good opinion. Thus I gladly fee This Advocate to plead for me. You will find me An easy judge, when I have yielded reasons Of your Bondmen's falling off from their obedience, And after, as you please, determine of me. I found their natures apt to mutiny From your too cruel usage; and made trial How far they might be wrought on; to instruct you To look with more prevention, and care To what they may hereafter undertake Upon the like occasions. The hurt's little They have committed, nor was ever euer But with some pain effected. I confess In hope to force a grant of fair Cleora I urged them to defend the Town against you; Nor had the terror of your whips, but that I was preparing of defence elsewhere So soon got entrance; in this I am guilty, Now as you please, your censure. Bring them in, And though you have given me power, I do entreat Such as have undergone their insolence, It may not be offensive though I study Pity more than revenge. 'Twill best become you. I must consent. For me I'll find a time To be revenged hereafter. Give me leave, I'll speak for all. What canst thou say to hinder The course of justice? Nothing. You may see we are prepared for hanging, and confess We have deserved it. Our most humble suit is We may not twice be executed. ' Twice? how meanest thou! At the Gallows first, and after in a Ballad Sung to some villainous tune. There are ten-groat-rhymers About the Town grown fat on these occasions. Let but a Chapel fall, or a street be fired, A foolish lover hang himself for pure love, Or any such like accident, and before They are cold in their graves, some damned ditty's made Which makes their ghosts walk. Let the State take order For the redress of this abuse, recording 'Twas done by my advice, and for my part I'll cut as clean a caper from the Ladder, As ever merry Greek did. Yet I think You would show more activity to delight Your Master for a pardon. O, I would dance As I were all air, and fire. And ever be Obedient and humble? As his Spaniel, Though he kicked me for exercise, and the like I promise for all the rest. Rise then, you have it. Cease these clamours. And now the war being ended to our wishes, And such as went the pilgrimage of love, Happy in full fruition of their hopes, 'Tis lawful thanks paid to the powers divine, To drown our cares in honest mirth, and Wine.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Bondman (The Noble Bondman)
AuthorMassinger, Philip
Publication year (edition)1624
First performance / composition (Annals)1623 [licensed for stage, Dec 3]
First performance (BritDrama)1623 [Dec]
Company (BritDrama)Lady Elizabeth's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragicomedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 896 · TCP A07234 · DEEP 718
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 2856–2933 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 40 of 40 in this edition
Length500 words · 621 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T6 — Money, debt and credit at 0.845
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)
Sir, my want Of power to satisfie so great a debt, Makes me accuse my fortune - but if that Out of the bountie of your minde, you thinke, A free surrender of my selfe full payment, I gladly tender it. With my consent to All iniuries forgotten. I will studie In my future seruice to descerue your fauour And good opinion. Thus I gladly fee This Aduocate to plead for me. You will finde me An easie iudge, when I haue yeelded reasons Of your Bond-mens falling off from their obedience, And after, as you please, determine of me. I found their natures apt to mutinie From your too cruell vsage; and made triall How farre they might be wrought on; to instruct you To looke with more preuention, and care To what they may hereafter vndertake Vpon the like occasions. The hurt's little They haue committed, nor was euer cuer But with some paine effected. I confesse In hope to force a grant of faire Cleora I vrg'd them to defend the Towne against you; Nor had the terror of your whips, but that I was preparing of defence else-where So soone got entrance; in this I am guiltie, Now as you please, your censure. Bring them in, And though you haue giu'n me power, I doe intreate Such as haue vndergone their insolence, It may not be offensiue though I studie Pitty more then reuenge. 'Twill best become you. I must consent. For me I'le finde a time To be reueng'd hereafter. Giue me leaue, I'le speake for all. What canst thou say to hinder The course of iustice? Nothing. You may see Wee are prepar'd for hanging, and confesse We haue deseru'd it. Our most humble suite is We may not twice be executed. 'Twice? how meanest thou! At the Gallowes first, and after in a Ballad Sung to some villanous tune. There are ten-grot-Rimers About the Towne growne fat on these occasions. Let but a Chappell fall, or a street be fir'd, A foolish louer hang himselfe for pure loue, Or any such like accident, and before They are cold in their graues, some damn'd Dittie's made Which makes their ghosts walke. Let the State take order For the redresse of this abuse, recording 'Twas done by my aduice, and for my part I'le cut as cleane a caper from the Ladder, As euer merry Greeke did. Yet I thinke You would shew more actiuity to delight Your Master for a pardon. O, I would dance As I were all ayre, and fire. And euer be Obedient and humble? As his Spaniell, Though he kickt me for exercise, and the like I promise for all the rest. Rise then, you haue it. Cease these clamors. And now the warre being ended to our wishes, And such as went the pilgrimage of loue, Happy in full fruition of their hopes, 'Tis lawfull thankes paid to the powers diuine, To drowne our cares in honest mirth, and Wine.