Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Deserving Favorite · chunk 15 of 52

Carlell, Lodowick · published 1629 · first performed or written 1629 [c.1622-1629] (Annals)
tragicomedy · King's Men · before the Court
T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.85 · 497 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.

Though there were found one envious woman foolish And wicked to report it; (for both these she must be) There could not sure be found another Fiend Of the same stamp, that would believe it; I dare not though I wish it bid you stay longer: I will wait upon you to your Coach. My Lord, it shall not need. My Lord, I hope it will not be long Before this ceremony of parting will be quite lost, And that you will not be so far asunder. In hope of that blessed hour I live. Do not too strongly apprehend your happiness, A month's a long time, all things are uncertain, Especially the promises of women. Fortune, I see thou art a friend to working spirits, Thou wouldst not else have given me this occasion So soon to compass my ends by; I overheard Clarinda, When she entreated Lysander to meet her in the Accustomed place, and thither will I bring the Duke. He from Clarinda's promise of Marriage, Is now grown something doubtful, whether that Which I did tell him be true or no; but now his own ear Shall be his witness; for which service he cannot choose But both love an reward me. But I lose precious time, which wise men ever Consider of, but fools seldom or never. Had you not sent me word, I had not come tonight, It is so dark. It is dark indeed, the fitter for one o'ercharged With grief in heart as I am. Why dear Clarinda, are you not resolved To marry with the Duke? I see Lysander you do not love me now, Nor wish my happiness, you would not else Persuade me from loving you, wherein it only Can consist. Will you still for the airy name of Constant, Rob yourself of a substantial happiness, Besides, think what duty bids you, do it In respect of your Father; if he should marry He must needs fall into the king's displeasure, He being his Kinsman, so what happiness Could you enjoy? Will you be ruled by me, And I'll show you a direct way to happiness; Do you love me as you profess? You know I love you more Than I have words to utter. Yet you would never give consent to marry me Though it were still my Suit, alleging That our fortunes were too mean, and had we Without Marriage enjoyed the sweets of love, It had been dangerous unto your honour, Should you have proved with child; but will be now Secure in that respect, if you marry with the Duke; And for our difficulty in meeting, 'Twill add to our delights; now every time That we shall meet in secret, will far pass A wedding-night in joy, stolen pleasures give An appetite, secure delights but cloy. O my vexed soul! Must I then hear a villain speak thus to her I love, and not revenge it presently? My Lord, remember your Oath.
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PlayThe Deserving Favorite
AuthorCarlell, Lodowick
Publication year (edition)1629
First performance / composition (Annals)1629 [c.1622-1629]
First performance (BritDrama)1629 [1625-1629]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Theaterbefore the Court;Blackfriars;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragicomedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 917 · TCP A17968 · DEEP 738
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 844–906 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 52 in this edition
Length497 words · 605 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.851 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T0 · seed 44: T0 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Though there were found one enuious woman fooliſh And wicked to report it; (for both theſe ſhe muſt be) There could not ſure be found another Fiend Of the ſame ſtampe, that would belieue it; I dare not though I wiſh it bid you ſtay longer: I will wait vpon you to your Coach. My Lord, it ſhall not need. My Lord, I hope it will not be long Before this ceremony of parting will be quite loſt, And that you will not be ſo farre aſunder. In hope of that bleſt houre I liue. Doe not too ſtrongly apprehend your happineſſe, A month's a long time, all things are vncertaine, Eſpecially the promiſes of women. Fortune, I ſee thou art a friend to working ſpirits, Thou wouldſt not elſe haue giuen me this occaſion So ſoone to compaſſe my ends by; I ouer-heard Clarinda, When ſhe intreated Lyſander to meete her in the Accuſtom'd place, and thither will I bring the Duke. He from Clarinda's promiſe of Marriage, Is now growne ſomething doubtfull, whether that Which I did tell him be true or no; but now his owne eare Shall be his witneſſe; for which ſeruice he cannot chooſe But both loue an reward me. But I loſe precious time, which wiſe men euer Conſider of, but fooles ſeldome or neuer. Had you not ſent me word, I had not come to night, It is ſo darke. It is darke indeed, the fitter for one orecharged With griefe in heart as I am. Why deare Clarinda, are you not reſolu'd To marry with the Duke? I ſee Lyſander you doe not loue me now, Nor wiſh my happineſſe, you would not elſe Perſwade me from louing you, wherein it only Can conſiſt. Will you ſtill for the ayery name of Conſtant, Rob your ſelfe of a ſubſtantiall happineſſe, Beſides, thinke what duty bids you, doe it In reſpect of your Father; if he ſhould marry He muſt needs fall into the Kings diſpleaſure, He being his Kinſman, ſo what happineſſe Could you inioy? Will you be rul'd by me, And Ile ſhew you a direct way to happineſſe; Doe you loue me as you profeſſe? You know I loue you more Then I haue words to vtter. Yet you would neuer giue conſent to marry me Though it were ſtill my Suite, alleadging That our fortunes were too meane, and had we Without Marriage inioy'd the ſweets of loue, It had been dangerous vnto your honour, Should you haue prou'd with child; but will be now Secure in that reſpect, if you marry with the Duke; And for our difficulty in meeting, 'Twill adde to our delights; now euery time That we ſhall meete in ſecret, will farre paſſe A wedding-night in ioy, ſtolne pleaſures giue An appetite, ſecure delights but cloy. O my vext ſoule! Muſt I then heare a villaine ſpeake thus to her I loue, and not reuenge it preſently? My Lord, remember your Oath.