Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Deserving Favorite · chunk 32 of 52

Carlell, Lodowick · published 1629 · first performed or written 1629 [c.1622-1629] (Annals)
tragicomedy · King's Men · before the Court
unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 483 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.

O no, but I do fear he cannot escape Your hands. Why Lady, Can you hope that if he were taken I would pardon him: hath he not killed the man That in the world was nearest to my heart? I cannot grant this; rise, and by mine honour Ask or command what is within my power (But this) and it shall be performed. Sir, all the suit I'll make, since this cannot be granted, is That in the self same hour that my Lysander Is to suffer; I who have been the fountain From whence these bloody streams have issued, May be permitted to show Lysander the dark Yet pleasing way to the Elysian Fields; For though we could not here, yet there we shall Enjoy each other. Lysander, shouldst thou prove false to her, Though I myself were cause of thy inconstancy; Yet I should hate thee. I hope you will better consider Of the general loss the world shall sustain, In losing such a jewel as yourself: Sister, I will leave you to advise her better, And pray you use her with your best respect, Her worth and beauty doth deserve it; My Lord Utrante, have you in your daughter's name Taken possession of all that was the Duke's, As I commanded? My Lord, I have the full possession; But she doth utterly refuse them. I know my Sister will advise Her better. The Princess is the fairest Creature That yet mine eyes ever beheld, why does she look So steadfastly upon me? Gracious madam, What see you in this worthless frame, That so attracts your eyes. I see Clarinda, In each particular of the whole frame, Which thou termest worthless, an excess of beauty, Which in another Lady might breed envy; But by my life I take delight to look on thee. And madam, may I perish, If ere mine eyes yet met an object, wherein I took half that delight that I do now In looking upon you; were I a man, And could frame to myself a Mistress by my wishes Having the wide world to choose in, for each Particular to make up the whole. I should believe It were a fruitless labour, if I went farther Than yourself thus framed. Clarinda, as I am Sister to a King, I see I must partake of their misfortunes, Which is to be grossly flattered: but it may be You give me this fair language by instinct; For I have pleasing news to tell you, If that you had come to Court, I thought To have sent for you, which unto you I know appears most strange, for till this hour I never had the happiness to see you. madam, it does indeed. It will appear more strange, When you shall know the cause for which I would have sent for you. Dear Lady, what is it for?
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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 1816–1882 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 32 of 52 in this edition
Length483 words · 590 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T14 — Royal love, favour and dynastic relationships at 0.891
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T9 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Ono, but I doe feare he cannot eſcape Your hands. Why Lady, Can you hope that if hee were taken I would pardon him: hath he not kild the man That in the world was neareſt to my heart? I cannot grant this; riſe, and by mine honor Aske or command what is within my power (But this) and it ſhall be perform'd. Sir, all the ſuite Ile make, ſince this cannot be granted, is That in the ſelfe ſame houre that my Lyſander Is to ſuffer; I who haue beene the fountaine From whence theſe bloudy ſtreames haue iſſu'd, May be permitted to ſhew Lyſander the darke Yet pleaſing way to the Elizian Fields; For though we could not here, yet there we ſhall Enioy each other. Lyſander, ſhouldſt thou proue falſe to her, Though I my ſelfe were cauſe of thy inconſtancie; Yet I ſhould hate thee. I hope you will better conſider Of the generall loſſe the world ſhall ſuſtaine, In loſing ſuch a Iewell as your ſelfe: Siſter, I will leave you to aduiſe her better, And pray you vſe her with your beſt reſpect, Her worth and beauty doth deſerue it; My Lord Vtrante, haue you in your daughters name Taken poſſeſſion of all that was the Dukes, As I commanded? My Lord, I haue the full poſſeſſion; But ſhe doth vtterly refuſe them. I know my Siſter will aduiſe Her better. The Princeſſe is the faireſt Creature That yet mine eyes euer beheld, why does ſhe looke So ſtedfaſtly vpon me? Gracious Madame, What ſee you in this worthleſſe frame, That ſo attracts your eyes. I ſee Clarinda, In each particular of the whole frame, Which thou term'ſt worthleſſe, an exceſſe of beauty, Which in another Lady might breed enuy; But by my life I take deligt to looke on thee. And Madame, may I periſh, If ere mine eyes yet met an obiect, wherein I tooke halfe that delight that I doe now In looking vpon you; were I a man, And could frame to my ſelfe a Miſtris by my wiſhes Hauing the wide world to chooſe in, for each Particular to make vp the whole. I ſhould beleeue It were a fruitleſſe labour, if I went farther Then your ſelfe thus fram'd. Clarinda, as I am Siſter to a King, I ſee I muſt partake of their misfortunes, Which is to be groſsly flatter'd: but it may be You giue me this faire language by inſtinct; For I haue pleaſing newes to tell you, If that you had come to Court, I thought To haue ſent for you, which vnto you I know appeares moſt ſtrange, for till this houre I neuer had the happineſſe to ſee you. Madame, it does indeed. It will appeare more ſtrange, When you ſhall know the cauſe for which I would haue ſent for you. Deare Lady, what is it for?