Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Deserving Favorite · chunk 24 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 0.86 · 471 words

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

When rode your Lord abroad? Early this morning. How chances you then did not sooner Bring me this Letter? I was commanded otherways by him. Royal Sir, add to the number of your many favours, the performance of this my last request: What doth he mean by this? I pray you see Clarinda (who is my wife) possessed of what was mine, and withal, pardon him that kills me; for I will compel him to fight. How's this? Begin not after my death to deny me that which is just, since in my life time you never did see the will of the dead effected, as you desire to have your Testament performed after your death, which I pray the Gods that it may be yet a long life. O what a Character is here delivered, of a pure mind, Which only seems to show the greatness of my loss The plainer, his death is not yet certain, Let me not like a woman spend that time In fruitless lamentations which may perchance Afford a remedy, but now it is night: What shall I do? call all the Court, and let them all Disperse themselves, each man a several way; He that brings word the Duke is alive, Shall have a thousand pounds: he is gone to fight A Combat with whom I know not; but he that Apprehends the man that killed him, shall have his land Is there none here that knows of any falling out Between him and some other Lord? speak, Is there none can tell me? And if it please your Majesty, I think I have a guess. Speak then. If he be gone to fight, it is with Young Lysander. Let one go look for Lysander presently. What grudge was betwixt them? or fell they lately out? I will tell your Majesty in private. I am a servant to the Count Utrante, and was employed by that most noble Duke, (whom I do fear sleeps now in death) for to solicit his true love to my young Lady, which I did faithfully perform: but I found all I did was vain, for she long time hath been in love with young Lysander, which when I knew, I gave the Duke straight notice; this hath so far incensed the Duke against Lysander, that they are gone to fight. This that thou hast told is certain true, Else she would never have denied to have married With the Duke, and for thy love and faithful service to him, Which I believe is now no more; for else by this time, He would have returned. I will requite thee. He was the noblest Gentleman That I shall ever know. Alas goodman, he weeps. He that can bring me word the Duke is alive, Redeems his King from misery.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
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 1375–1415 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 24 of 52 in this edition
Length471 words · 578 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.864 (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)
When rode your Lord abroad? Early this morning. How chances you then did not ſooner Bring me this Letter? I was commanded otherwayes by him. Royall Sir, adde to the number of your many fauors, the performance of this my laſt requeſt: What doth hee meane by this? I pray you ſee Clarinda (who is my wife) poſſeſt of what was mine, and withall, pardon him that kils mee; for I will compell him to fight. How's this? Begin not after my death to deny me that which is iuſt, ſince in my life time you neuer did ſee the will of the dead effected, as you deſire to haue your Teſtament perform'd after your death, which I pray the Gods that it may be yet a long life. O what a Character is here deliuer'd, of a pure mind, Which only ſeems to ſhew the greatnes of my loſſe The plainer, his death is not yet certaine, Let me not like a woman ſpend that time In fruitleſſe lamentations which may perchance Afford a remedy, but now it is night: What ſhall I do? call all the Court, and let them all Diſperſe themſelues, each man a ſeuerall way; He that brings word the Duke is aliue, Shall haue a thouſand pounds: he is gone to fight A Combat with whom I know not; but he that Apprehends the man that kild him, ſhal haue his land Is there none here that knowes of any falling out Betweene him and some other Lord? ſpeake, Is there none can tell me? And if it pleaſe your Maieſty, I thinke I haue a gueſſe. Speake then. If he bee gone to fight, it is with Young Lyſander. Let one goe looke for Lyſander preſently. What grudge was betwixt them? or fell they lately out? I will tell your Maieſty in priuate. I am a ſeruant to the Count Ʋtrante, and was imploy'd by that moſt noble Duke, (whom I doe feare ſleepes now in death) for to ſolicite his true loue to my young Lady, which I did faithfully performe: but I found all I did was vaine, for ſhee long time hath beene in loue with young Lyſander, which when I knew, I gaue the Duke ſtraight notice; this hath ſo farre incenſt the Duke againſt Lyſander, that they are gone to fight. This that thou haſt told is cerraine true, Elſe ſhe would neuer haue deny'd to haue married With the Duke, and for thy loue and faithfull ſeruice to him, Which I beleeue is now no more; for elſe by this time, He would haue return'd. I will requite thee. He was the nobleſt Gentleman That I ſhall euer know. Alas goodman, he weepes. He that can bring me word the Duke is aliue, Redeemes his King from miſery.